And what will history say of me a thousand years hence?

How sweet it is to have people point and say, “There he is.”

I am sick and tired of publicity. I want no more of it. It puts me in a bad light. I just want to be forgotten.

Possessions, outward success, publicity, luxury—to me these have always been contemptible. I believe that a simple and unassuming manner of life is best for everyone, best both for the body and the mind.

Wood burns because it has the proper stuff in it, and a man becomes famous because he has the proper stuff in him.

Worldly fame is but a breath of wind that blows now this way, now that, and changes names as it changes in direction.