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To accomplish anything excellent, the will must work for catholic and universal ends.
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To accomplish anything excellent, the will must work for catholic and universal ends.
Society we must have; but let it be society, and not exchanging news, or eating from the same dish.
It is injurious to the mind as well as to the body to be always in one place and always surrounded by the same circumstances.
The American dream does not come to those who fall asleep.
Above all, he must guard and you must guard him against indolence. Make him a strenuous man. I had to force myself into being strenuous as you know--had always an inclination to be idle.
Now, to be properly enjoyed, a walking tour should be gone upon alone.
Extreme busyness, whether at school or college, kirk or market, is a symptom of deficient vitality
In the course of time, we grow to love things we hated and hate things we loved.
The length of man's life, which is endless to the brave and busy, is scorned by his ambitious thought.
The natural flights of the human mind are not from pleasure to pleasure, but from hope to hope.
Time should not be allowed to pass without yielding fruits, in the form of something learnt worthy of being known, some good principle cultivated, or some good habit strengthened.
Life must needs be disgusting alike to the idle rich man as to the idle poor man, who has no work to do, or, having work, will not do it.
Work is the law of our being--the living principle that carries men and nations onward.
A man's life is to be measured by what he does in it, and what he feels in it.
A mere life of ease is not in the end a very satisfactory life, and, above all, it is a life which ultimately unfits those who follow it for serious work in the world.
In this life we get nothing save by effort.
The great crisis must come, or no man has the chance to develop great qualities.
Alas, we have known Times call loudly enough for their great man; but not find him when they called!
If to-day thou art not ready, how shalt thou be ready to-morrow?
Never had I felt confinement less—I who feel, when I am out of sight of living, growing grass, and out of sound of birds' voices and all rural sounds, that I am not properly alive!
Our supreme task is the resumption of our onward, normal way.
If you can’t do the little things right, you will never do the big things right.
Old companions are like meats served up too often, that lose their relish and their wholesomeness.
The soul of a journey is liberty, perfect liberty, to think, feel, do, just as one pleases.
When this corrupting passion once takes possession of the human mind, like the love of gold it becomes insatiable.