A thing may be incredible and still be true; sometimes it is incredible because it is true.

I could...see in Emerson...that had he lived in those days when the world was made, he might have offered some valuable suggestions.

We die, because we live.

Stay true to the dreams of thy youth.

Talk not to me of blasphemy, man; I'd strike the sun if it insulted me.

Towards thee I roll, thou all-destroying but unconquering whale... from hell's heart I stab at thee.

The world is forever babbling of originality; but there never yet was an original man, in the sense intended by the world; the first man himself--who according to the Rabbins was also the first author--not being an original; the only original author being God.