Love Well, Be Loved And Do Something

That Which Is Impossible And Probable Is Better Than That Which Is Possible And Improbable.

Modesty Is Hardly To Be Described As A Virtue. It Is A Feeling Rather Than A Disposition. It Is A Kind Of Fear Of Falling Into Disrepute.

Meanness Is Incurable; It Cannot Be Cured By Old Age, Or By Anything Else.

There Is A Cropping-time In The Races Of Men, As In The Fruits Of The Field; And Sometimes, If The Stock Be Good, There Springs Up For A Time A Succession Of Splendid Men; And Then Comes A Period Of Barrenness.

We Are What We Do. Excellence, Therefore, Is Not An Act, But A Habit.