Every fancy that we would substitute for a reality is, if we saw aright, and saw the whole, not only false, but every way less beautiful and excellent than that which we sacrifice to it.

Toil, feel, think, hope; you will be sure to dream enough before you die, without arranging for it.

Poetry is in itself strength and joy, whether it be crowned by all mankind, or left alone in its own magic hermitage.

Be busy in trading, receiving, and giving, for life is too good to be wasted in living.

Colors answer feeling in man; shapes answer thought; and motion answers will.

Superstition moulds nature into an arbitrary semblance of the supernatural, and then bows down to the work of its own hands.

Speech is as a pump, by which we raise and pour out the water from the great lake of Thought,--whither it flows back again.