In me didst thou exist-and, in my death, see by this image, which is thine own, how utterly thou hast murdered thyself.

To elevate the soul, poetry is necessary.

the truth is, I am heartily sick of this life & of the nineteenth century in general. (I am convinced that every thing is going wrong.)

We now demand the light artillery of the intellect; we need the curt, the condensed, the pointed, the readily diffused -- in place of the verbose, the detailed, the voluminous, the inaccessible.

We now demand the light artillery of the intellect; we need the curt, the condensed, the pointed, the readily diffused - in place of the verbose, the detailed, the voluminous, the inaccessible. On the other hand, the lightness of the artillery should not degenerate into pop-gunnery - by which term we may designate the character of the greater portion of the newspaper press - their sole legitimate object being the discussion of ephemeral matters in an ephemeral manner.

It may be roundly asserted that human ingenuity cannot concoct a cipher which human ingenuity cannot resolve.

Democracy is a very admirable form of government - for dogs