That Is The Way Of Youth And

We Don't Get To Know People When They Come To Us; We Must Go To Them To Find Out What They Are Like.

Moral Epochs Have Their Course As Well As The Seasons. We Can No More Hold Them Fast Than We Can Hold Sun, Moon, And Stars. Our Faults Perpetually Return Upon Us; And Herein Lies The Subtlest Difficulty Of Self-knowledge.

All Sects Seem To Me To Be Right In What They Assert, And Wrong In What They Deny.

We Are Our Own Devils; We Drive Ourselves Out Of Our Edens.

Character Is Constructed Amidst The Tempests Of The World