A Man's Foibles Are What Makes Him

And What Does Really Matter? That Is Easy: Thinking And Doing, Doing And Thinking--and These Are The Sum Of All Wisdom. . . . Both Must Move Ever Onward In Life, To And Fro, Like Breathing In And Breathing Out.

Some Books Seem To Have Been Written, Not To Teach Us Anything, But To Let Us Know That The Author Has Known Something.

Wood Burns Because It Has The Proper Stuff For That Purpose In It; And A Man Becomes Renowned Because He Has The Necessary Stuff In Him. Renown Is Not To Be Sought, And All Pursuit Of It Is Vain. A Person May, Indeed, By Skillful Conduct And Various Artificial Means, Make A Sort Of Name For Himself; But If The Inner Jewel Is Wanting, All Is Vanity, And Will Not Last A Day.

He Who Is Firm In Will Molds The World To Himself. [ger., Aber Wer Fest Auf Dem Sinne Beharrt, Der Bildet Die Welt Sich.]

Ingratitude Is Always A Kind Of Weakness. I Have Never Known Men Of Ability To Be Ungrateful.