Nature is methodical, and doeth her work well. Time is never to be hurried.

If a teacher have any opinion which he wishes to conceal, his pupils will become as fully indoctrinated into that as into any which he publishes.

There is one mind common to all individual men. Every man is an inlet to the same and to all of the same.

The glance is natural magic. The mysterious communication established across a house between two entire strangers, moves all the springs of wonder. The communication by the glance is in the greatest part not subject to the control of the will. It is the bodily symbol of identity with nature. We look into the eyes to know if this other form is another self, and the eyes will not lie, but make a faithful confession what inhabitant is there.

The unstable estimates of men crowd to him whose mind is filled with a truth, as the heaped waves of the Atlantic follow the moon.

The eye is the painter and the ear the singer.

Pain, indolence, sterility, endless ennui have also their lesson for you, if you are great.