We look at death through the cheap-glazed windows of the flesh, and believe him the monster which the flawed and cracked glass represents him.

There is no better ballast for keeping the mind steady on its keel, and saving it from all risk of crankiness, than business.

Whom the heart of man shuts out, Sometimes the heart of God takes in, And fences them all round about With silence mid the worlds loud din.

Aspiration sees only one side of every question; possession many.

Hush! Still as death, The tempest holds his breath As from a sudden will; The rain stops short, but from the eaves You see it drop, and hear it from the leaves, All is so bodingly still.

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

Among the lessons taught by the French revolution, there is none sadder or more striking than this--that you may make everything else out of the passions of men except a political system that will work, and that there is nothing so pitilessly and unconsciously cruel as sincerity formulated into dogma.