Does the thoughtful man suppose that...the present experiment in civilization is the last world we will see?

. . . until the curtain was rung down on the last act of the drama (and it might have no last act!) he wished the intellectual cripples and the moral hunchbacks not to be jeered at; perhaps they might turn out to be the heroes of the play.

Civilization is perhaps approaching one of those long winters that overtake it from time to time. Romantic Christendom - picturesque, passionate, unhappy episode - may be coming to an end. Such a catastrophe would be no reason for despair.

Graphic design is the paradise of individuality, eccentricity, heresy, abnormality, hobbies and humors.

Eloquence is a republican art, as conversation is an aristocratic one.

A man's feet should be planted in his country, but his eyes should survey the world.

To most people, I fancy, the stars are beautiful; but if you asked why, they would be at a loss to reply, until they remembered what they had heard about astronomy, and the great size and distance and possible habitation of those orbs. ... [We] persuade ourselves that the power of the starry heavens lies in the suggestion of astronomical facts.