The time is ripe, and rotten-ripe, for change; Then let it come: I have no dread of what Is called for by the instinct of mankind. Nor think I that God's world would fall apart Because we tear a parchment more or less. Truth is eternal, but her effluence, With endless change, is fitted to the hour; Her mirror is turned forward, to reflect The promise of the future, not the past. I do not fear to follow out the truth.

The better part of every man's education is that which he gives himself.

Puritanism, believing itself quick with the seed of religious liberty, laid, without knowing it, the egg of democracy.

Imagination, where it is truly creative, is a faculty, and not a quality; it looks before and after, it gives the form that makes all the parts work together harmoniously toward a given end, its seat is in the higher reason, and it is efficient only as a servant of the will. Imagination, as it is too often misunderstood, is mere fantasy, the image-making power, common to all who have the gift of dreams.

They enslave their children's children who make compromise with sin.

The true ideal is not opposed to the real but lies in it; and blessed are the eyes that find it.

Democracy gives every man the right to be his own oppressor.