History is on every occasion the record of that which one age finds worthy of note in another.

... it is certain that the real function of art is to increase our self-consciousness; to make us more aware of what we are, and therefore of what the universe in which we live really is. And since mathematics, in its own way, also performs this function, it is not only aesthetically charming but profoundly significant. It is an art, and a great art.

All I ask is equal freedom. When it is denied, as it always is, I take it anyhow.

There's one good kind of writer -- a dead one.

My heart hath one poor string to stay it by, Which holds but till thy news be uttered, And then all this thou seest is but a clod And module of confounded royalty.

We need to find God, and he cannot be found in noise and restlessness. God is the friend of silence. See how nature - trees, flowers, grass - grows in silence; see the stars, the moon and the sun, how they move in silence... We need silence to be able to touch souls.

We should wage war not to win war, but to win peace.

Ill news, madam, Are swallow-winged, but what's good Walks on crutches.

Profaneness is a brutal vice. He who indulges in it is no gentleman.

We vote too much. We deliberate too little. We have brought within the scope of the federal jurisdiction a vast number of subjects that do not belong here, but are nevertheless here. What we need to do is to stop passing laws. We have enough laws now to govern the world for the next ten thousand years.

The first requisite to happiness is that a man be born in a famous city.

Attention to health is life greatest hindrance.

O you much partial gods! Why gave ye men affections, and not power To govern them?

Lord, now lettest now thy servant depart in peace, according to thy word. .

At Christmas play, and make good cheer, For Christmas comes but once a year.

Pain adds rest unto pleasure, and teaches the luxury of health.

It is meat and drink to me. -As You Like It. Act v. Sc. 1.

Brevity is the best recommendation of speech, whether in a senator or an orator.

. . . love from one being to another can only be that two solitudes come nearer, recognize and protect and comfort each other.

Hell is a half-filled auditorium.