Nature does not loathe virtue: it is unaware of its existence. - A Letter to Myself.

Nature does not loathe virtue: it is unaware of its existence. - A Letter to Myself.

What a peculiar privilege has this little agitation of the brain which we call 'thought'.

What a peculiar privilege has this little agitation of the brain which we call 'thought'.

You can close your eyes to reality, but not to memories.

You can close your eyes to reality, but not to memories.

The fastest way to succeed is to look as if you're playing by somebody else's rules, while quietly playing by read more

The fastest way to succeed is to look as if you're playing by somebody else's rules, while quietly playing by your own.

Within yourself deliverance must be searched for, because each man makes his own prison.

Within yourself deliverance must be searched for, because each man makes his own prison.

A real friend is one who walks in when the rest of the world walks out.

A real friend is one who walks in when the rest of the world walks out.

There is such a thing as moderation, even in telling the truth.

There is such a thing as moderation, even in telling the truth.

Virtue is not the absense of vices or the avoidance of moral dangers; virtue is a vivid and separate ting, read more

Virtue is not the absense of vices or the avoidance of moral dangers; virtue is a vivid and separate ting, like pain or a particular smell. - Tremendous Trifles.

The mind has exactly the same power as the hands; not merely to grasp the world, but to change it.

The mind has exactly the same power as the hands; not merely to grasp the world, but to change it.