We must learn to reawaken and keep ourselves awake, not by mechanical aid, but by an infinite expectation of the dawn.

If a man does not keep pace with his companions, perhaps it is because he hears a different drummer. Let him step to the music which he hears, however measured or far away. It is not important that he should mature as soon as an apple-tree or oak. Shall he turn his spring into summer? If the condition of things which we were made for is not yet, what were any reality which we can substitute? We will not be shipwrecked on a vain reality.

The true finish is the work of time, and the use to which a thing is put. The elements are still polishing the pyramids.

Where there is a lull in truth an institution springs up.

The still youthful energies of the globe have only to be directed in their proper channel.

The doctors are all agreed that I am suffering for want of society. Was never a case like it. First, I did not know that I was suffering at all. Secondly, as an Irishman might say, I had thought it was indigestion of the society I got.

In August, the large masses of berries, which, when in flower, had attracted many wild bees, gradually assumed their bright velvety crimson hue, and by their weight again bent down and broke their tender limbs.