An expense of ends to means is fate;Morganization tyrannizing over character. The menagerie, or forms and powers of the spine, is a book of fate: the bill of the bird, the skull of the snake, determines tyrannically its limits.

People wish to be settled; only as far as they are unsettled is there any hope for them.

Away with this hurrah of masses, and let us have the considerate vote of single men.

Man was born to be rich, or to inevitably grow rich, by the use of his faculties: by the union of thought with nature.

What I must do is all that concerns me, not what the people think. This rule, equally arduous in actual and in intellectual life, may serve for the whole distinction between greatness and meanness.

Where the banana grows man is sensual and cruel.

The mind does not create what it perceives, any more than the eye creates the rose.