We are armed with language adequate to describe each leaf of the filed, but not to describe human character.

It appears to be a law that you cannot have a deep sympathy with both man and nature.

The experience of every past moment but belies the faith of each present.

Thus men will lie on their backs, talking about the fall of man, and never make an effort to get up.

In love and friendship the imagination is as much exercised as the heart; and if either is outraged the other will be estranged. It is commonly the imagination which is wounded first, rather than the heart,--it is so much the more sensitive.

Any man more right than his neighbors constitutes a majority of one already.

After all the field of battle possesses many advantages over the drawing-room. There at least is no room for pretension or excessive ceremony, no shaking of hands or rubbing of noses, which make one doubt your sincerity, but hearty as well as hard hand-play. It at least exhibits one of the faces of humanity, the former only a mask.