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.

One dupe is as impossible as one twin.

Commerce has made all winds her mistress.

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

Repentance clothes in grass and flowers the grave in which the past is laid.

The worst education which teaches self-denial, is better than the best which teaches everything else, and not that.

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