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Blessed is he whose fame does not outshine his truth.

Let us not underrate the value of a fact; it will one day flower in a truth.

Let us not underrate the value of a fact; it will one day flower in a truth.

Facts do not cease to exist because they are ignored.

If a man will kick a fact out of the window, when he comes back he finds it again in the chimney corner.

If a man will kick a fact out of the window, when he comes back he finds it again in the chimney corner.

In the spider-web of facts, many a truth is strangled.

In the spider-web of facts, many a truth is strangled.

We should be careful to get out of an experience only the wisdom that is in it—and stop there; lest we be like the cat that sits down on a hot stove-lid. She will never sit down on a hot-stove lid again—and that is well; but also she will never sit down on a cold one any more.

A strong and well-constituted man digests his experiences (deeds and misdeeds) just as he digests his meats, even when he has some tough morsels to swallow.

One thorn of experience is worth a whole wilderness of warning.

Experience has two things to teach: the first, that we must correct a great deal; the second, that we must not correct too much.

To rest in the arms of perfection is the desire of any man intent upon creating excellence.

and sometimes even better than, the establishing of a new truth or fact.

The brain may take advice, but not the heart.

Hearts are flowers; they remain open to the softly-falling dew, but shut up in the violent downpour of rain.

It is an easy thing for one whose foot Is on the outside of calamity to give advice.

There is no such thing as “the Queen’s English.” The property has gone into the hands of a joint stock company and we own the bulk of the shares!

English, no longer an English language, now grows from many roots; and those whom it once colonized are carving out large territories within the language for themselves. The Empire is striking back.

I like to be beholden to the great metropolitan English speech, the sea which receives tributaries from every region under heaven.

It is a language which is being molded by writers to do delicate things and yet be in the grasp of superficially educated people.

Modern English is the Wal-Mart of languages: convenient, huge, hard to avoid, superficially friendly, and devouring all rivals in its eagerness to expand.

Eloquence is a painting of thought.

Eloquence is a painting of thought.