We cannot but think there is something like a fallacy in Mr. Buckle's theory that the advance of mankind is necessarily in the direction of science, and not in that of morals.

'T is heaven alone that is given away; 'T is only God may be had for the asking.

Compromise makes a good umbrella, but a poor roof.

For only by unlearning Wisdom comes.

Before Man made us citizens, great Nature made us men.

Sorrow is the great idealizer.

He mastered whatever was not worth the knowing.