“The purpose of literature is the criticism of life.”

What a wretched custom — the man who could not get even a rag to cover his body while alive must be given a new shroud when he is dead.

I am a labourer. The day I do not labour, I have no right to eat.

Knowledge rests not upon truth alone, but upon error also.

Education is what survives when what has been learnt has been forgotten.

We know what we are, but know not what we may be.

Be slow of tongue and quick of eye.

Science is organized knowledge. Wisdom is organized life.