How meanly and grossly do we deal with nature!
Things do not change; we change.
Whatever is, and is not ashamed to be, is good.
Our molting season, like that of the fouls, must be a crisis in our lives.
Carlyle must undoubtedly plead guilty to the charge of mannerism. He not only has his vein, but his peculiar manner of working it.He has a style which can be imitated, and sometimes is an imitator of himself.
The keeping of bees is like the direction of sunbeams.