We are citizens of an age, as well as of a State; and if it is held to be unseemly, or even inadmissible, for a man to cut himself off from the customs and manners of the circle in which he lives, why should it be less of a duty, in the choice of his activity, to submit his decision to the needs and the taste of his century?

Vast, colossal destiny, which raises man to fame, though it may also grind him to powder!

The zeal of friends it is that razes me, And not the hate of enemies.

Nothing, it is true, is more common than for both Science and Art to pay homage to the spirit of the age, and for creative taste to accept the law of critical taste.

Peace is rarely denied to the peaceful.

The mind is the eyesight of the soul.

I feel that I am a man of destiny.