It is with a company as it is with a punch, everything depends upon the ingredients of which it in composed.

I once asked a distinguished artist what place he gave to labor in art. "Labor," he in effect said, "is the beginning, the middle, and the end of art." Turning then to another--"And you," I inquired, "what do you consider as the great force in art?" "Love," he replied. In their two answers I found but one truth.

Intellectually, as politically, the direction of all true progress is towards greater freedom, and along an endless succession of ideas.

Affliction, like the iron-smith, shapes as it smites.

The passions are like fire, useful in a thousand ways and dangerous only in one, through their excess.

If one is not virtuous he becomes vicious.

Dignity of position adds to dignity of character, as well as to dignity of carriage. Give us a proud position, and we are impelled to act up to it.