It is not the insurrections of ignorance that are dangerous, but the revolts of the intelligence.

Men! whose boast it is that ye Come of fathers brave and free, If there breathe on earth a slave, Are ye truly free and brave?

Now on the hills I hear the thunder mutter... Nearer and nearer rolls the thunder-clap, - You can hear the quick heart of the tempest beat.... Look! look! that livid flash! And instantly follows the rattling thunder, As if some cloud-crag, split asunder, Fell, splintering with a ruinous crash, On the Earth, which crouches in silence under; And now a solid gray wall of rain Shuts off the landscape, mile by mile.

Who is it needs such flawless shafts as fate? What archer of his arrows is so choice, or hits the white so surely?

To educate the intelligence is to expand the horizon of its wants and desires.

Most men make the voyage of life as if they carried sealed orders which they were not to open till they were fairly in mid-ocean.

Great truths are portions of the soul of man; Great souls are portions of eternity.