We can see well into the past; we can guess shrewdly into the future, but that which is rolled up and muffled in impenetrable folds is today.

Man is endogenous, and education is his unfolding. The aid we have from others is mechanical, compared with the discoveries of nature in us. What is thus learned is delightful in the doing, and the effect remains.

It is bad enough that our geniuses cannot do anything useful, but it is worse that no man is fit for society who has fine traits.He is admired at a distance, but he cannot come near without appearing a cripple.

A Judge may be a farmer; but he is not to geld his own pigs.

We denote this primary wisdom as Intuition, whilst all later teachings are tuitions.

Yet America is a poem in our eyes; its ample geography dazzles the imagination, and it will not wait long for metres.

Immitation is suicide.