Friends will be much apart. They will respect more each other's privacy than their communion.

I have seen how the foundations of the world are laid, and I have not the least doubt that it will stand a good while.

Tradition is a more interrupted and feebler memory.

We saw men haying far off in the meadow, their heads waving like the grass which they cut. In the distance the wind seemed to bend all alike.

Exaggeration! was ever any virtue attributed to a man without exaggeration? was ever any vice, without infinite exaggeration? Do we not exaggerate ourselves to ourselves, or do we recognize ourselves for the actual men we are? Are we not all great men? Yet what are we actually, to speak of? We live by exaggeration.

Not secondary to the sun, she gives us his blaze again, Void of its flame, and sheds a softer day... In Heaven queen she is among the spheres; She, mistress-like, makes all things to be pure.

There is a slumbering subterranean fire in nature which never goes out, and which no cold can chill.