Eloquence May Set Fire To Reason.

Knowledge And Timber Shouldn't Be Much Used Till They Are Seasoned.

The Best Of A Book Is Not The Thought Which It Contains, But The Thought Which It Suggests; Just As The Charm Of Music Dwells Not In The Tones But In The Echoes Of Our Hearts.

There Was Never An Idea Started That Woke Up Men Out Of Their Stupid Indifference But Its Originator Was Spoken Of As A Crank.

My Right To Swing My Fist Ends Where Your Nose Begins.

I Find The Great Thing In This World Is Not So Much Where We Stand, As In What Direction We Are Moving: To Reach The Port Of Heaven, We Must Sail Sometimes With The Wind And Sometimes Against It, But We Must Sail, And Not Drift, Nor Lie At Anchor.