We are impressed and even daunted by the immense Universe to be explored. "What we know is a point to what we do not know."

Postpone not your life.

Private, accidental, confidential conversation breeds thought. Clubs produce oftener words.

The young men were born with knives in their brain, a tendency to introversion, self-dissection, anatomizing of motives.

The evils of popular government appear greater than they are; there is compensation for them in spirit and energy it awakens.

There is a blessed necessity by which the interest of men is always driving them to the right; and, again, making all crime mean and ugly.

Consider what you have in the smallest well-chosen library-a company of the wisest and wittiest men which can be plucked out of all civilized countries in a thousand years. The men themselves were then hidden and inaccessible. They were solitary, impatient of interruption, and fenced by etiquette. But now they are immortal, and the thought they did not reveal, even to their bosom friends, is here written out in transparent words of light to us, who are strangers of another age.