Sugar is not so sweet to the palate as sound to the healthy ear.

Dream delivers us to dream, and there is no end to illusion. Life is like a train of moods like a string of beads, and, as we pass through them, they prove to be many-colored lenses which paint the world their own hue. . . .

So nigh is grandeur to our dust, So near is God to man, When Duty whispers low, 'Thou must,' The youth whispers, 'I can.

Health is the first muse, comprising the magical benefits of air, landscape, and bodily exercise on the mind.

Do your thing, and I shall know you.

There are men too superior to be seen except by a few, as there are notes too high for the scale of most ears.

...man is an analogist, and studies relations in all objects. He is placed in the center of beings, and a ray of relation passes from every other being to him. And neither can man be understood without these objects, nor these objects without man.