Egotism erects its center in itself; love places it out of itself in the axis of the universal whole. Love aims at unity, egotism at solitude. Love is the citizen ruler of a flourishing republic, egotism is a despot in a devastated creation. Egotism sows for gratitude, love for the ungrateful. Love gives, egotism lends; and love does this before the throne of judicial truth, indifferent if for the enjoyment of the following moment, or with the view to a martyr's crown--indifferent whether the reward is in this life or in the next.

Who dares nothing, need hope for nothing.

Youth covets; let not this covetousness seduce you.

While the womanly god demands our veneration, the godlike woman kindles our love; but while we allow ourselves to melt in the celestial loveliness, the celestial self-sufficiency holds us back in awe.

Measure not by the scale of perfection the meager product of reality.

Thus Arm in Arm with thee I dare defy my century into the lists.

I know that we often tremble at an empty terror; yet the false fancy brings a real misery.