The Breath becomes a stone; the stone, a plant; the plant, an animal; the animal, a man; the man, a spirit; and the spirit, a god.

Winter is the night of vegetation.

Pure motives do not insure perfect results.

The most brilliant flashes of wit come from a clouded mind, as lightning leaps only from an obscure firmament.

Doubt whom you will, but never yourself.

It may almost be held that the hope of commercial gain has done nearly as much for the cause of truth as even the love of truth.

Many an honest man practices upon himself an amount of deceit sufficient, if practised upon another, and in a little different way, to send him to the state prison.