Our thoughts are epochs in our lives; all else is but as a journal of the winds that blow while we are here.

It is the marriage of the soul with nature that makes the intellect fruitful, and gives birth to imagination

I have found that hollow, which even I had relied on for solid.

I do not value any view of the universe into which man and the institutions of man enter very largely and absorb much of the attention. Man is but the place where I stand, and the prospect hence is infinite.

After all, the practical reason why, when the power is once in the hands of the people, a majority are permitted, and for a long period continue, to rule is not because they are most likely to be in the right, nor because this seems fairest to the minority, but because they are physically the strongest. But a government in which the majority rule in all cases cannot be based on justice, even as far as men understand it.

I don't like the city better, the more I see it, but worse. I am ashamed of my eyes that behold it. It is a thousand times meanerthan I could have imagined.... The pigs in the street are the most respectable part of the population.

Whatever we leave to God, God does and blesses us.