Virtue treads paths that end not in the grave.

Earth gets its price for what Earth gives us.

Truth always has a bewitching savor of newness in it, and novelty at the first taste recalls that original sweetness to the tongue; but alas for him who would make the one a substitute for the other.

He mastered whatever was not worth the knowing.

There is something magnificent in having a country to love.

Now the heart is so full that a drop overfills it; We are happy now because God wills it.

He gives us the very quintessence of perception,-the clearly crystalized precipitation of all that is most precious in the ferment of impression after the impertinent and obtrusive particulars have evaporated from the memory.