With consistency a great soul has simply nothing to do. He may as well concern himself with his shadow on the wall.

Let the bird sing without deciphering the song.

An action is the perfection and publication of thought.

Society, to be sure, does not like this very well; it saith, Whoso goes to walk alone, accuses the whole world; he declares all to be unfit to be his companions; it is very uncivil, nay, insulting; Society will retaliate.

Machinery is aggressive. The weaver becomes a web, the machinist a machine. If you do not use the tools, they use you. All tools are in one sense edge-tools, and dangerous.

A man finds room in the few square inches of the face for the traits of all his ancestors; for the expression of all his history, and his wants.

You think me the child of circumstance; I make my circumstance.