The egoism which enters into our theories does not affect their sincerity; rather, the more our egoism is satisfied, the more robust is our belief.
You have such strong words at command, that they make the smallest argument seem formidable.
No evil dooms us hopelessly except the evil we love, and desire to continue in, and make no effort to escape from.
One soweth and another reapeth is a verity that applies to evil as well as good.
The presence of a noble nature, generous in its wishes, ardent in its charity, changes the lights for us: we begin to see things again in their larger, quieter masses, and to believe that we too can be seen and judged in the wholeness of our character.
Excellence encourages one about life generally; it shows the spiritual wealth of the world.
Nothing is so good as it seems beforehand.
But human experience is usually paradoxical, that means incongruous with the phrases of current talk or even current philosophy.
Is it not rather what we expect in men, that they should have numerous strands of experience lying side by side and never compare them with each other?
Blessed is the man who, having nothing to say, abstains from giving us wordy evidence of the fact.
Failure after long perseverance is much grander than never to have a striving good enough to be called a failure.
The only failure one should fear, is not hugging to the purpose they see as best.
There is only one failure in life possible, and that is not to be true to the best one knows.
To have in general but little feeling, seems to be the only security against feeling too much on any particular occasion.
I at least have so much to do in unraveling certain human lots, and seeing how they were woven and interwoven, that all the light I can command must be concentrated on this particular web, and not dispersed over that tempting range of relevancies called the universe.