With all your science can you tell me how it is, and when it is, that light comes into the soul?

How many things are now at loose ends! Who knows which way the wind will blow tomorrow?

I love to see that Nature is so rife with life that myriads can be afforded to be sacrificed and suffered to prey on one another; that tender organizations can be so serenely squashed out of existence like pulp, - tadpoles which herons gobble up, and tortoises and toads run over in the road; and that sometimes it has rained flesh and blood! With the liability to accident, we must see how little account is to be made of it.

New ideas come into this world somewhat like falling meteors, with a flash and an explosion.

There may be something petty in a refined taste; it easily degenerates into effeminacy. It does not consider the broadest use. It is not content with simple good and bad, and so is fastidious and curious or nice only.

In human intercourse the tragedy begins, not when there is misunderstanding about words, but when silence is not understood.

I am resolved that I will not through humility become the devil's attorney. I will endeavor to speak a good word for the truth.