Art is one of man's few serious activities.

A charitable man is like an apple tree-he gives his fruit and is silent; the philanthropist is like the successful hen.

A rose gets its color and fragrance from the root, and man his virtue from his childhood.

Each man's soul is a menagerie where Conscience, the animal-tamer, lives with a collection of wild beasts.

The collision of a great man with a great idea strikes fire in dry flax.

A sane man often reasons from sound premises; an insane man commonly reasons as well, but the premises are unsound.

Ordinarily when a man in difficulty turns to prayer, he has already tried every other means of escape.