Sympathy wanting, all is wanting; its personal magnetism is the conductor of the sacred spark that lights our atoms, puts us m human communion, and gives us to company, conversation, and ourselves.

Nor is a day lived if the dawn is left out of it, with the prospects it opens. Who speaks charmingly of nature or of mankind, like him who comes bibulous of sunrise and the fountains of waters?

The head best leaves to the heart what the heart alone divines.

Labor humanizes, exalts.

A good style fits like a good costume.

Civilization degrades the many to exalt the few.

To be ignorant of one's ignorance is the malady of the ignorant.