One must not criticize that which is common since it remains always the same.

Divide and command, a wise maxim; Unite and guide, a better.

What you can do, or think you can, begin it.

I bid the chords sweet music make, And all must follow in my wake.

All lyrical work must, as a whole, be perfectly intelligible, but in some particulars a little unintelligible.

The soul-stirring image of death is no bugbear to the sage, and is looked on without despair by the pious. It teaches the former to live, and it strengthens the hopes of the latter in salvation in the midst of distress. Death is new life to both.

Energy will do anything that can be done in the world; and no talents, no circumstances, no opportunities will make a two-legged animal a man without it.