The wise man always throws himself on the side of his assailants. It is more his interest than it is theirs to find his weak point.

There is genius as well in virtue as in intellect. 'Tis the doctrine of faith over works.

These are the voices which we hear in solitude, but they grow faint and inaudible as we enter into the world.

No one suspects the days to be gods.

Genius seems to consistent merely in trueness of sight.

If the stars should appear one night in a thousand years, how would men believe and adore; and preserve for many generations the remembrance of the city of God which had been shown! But every night come out these envoys of beauty, and light the universe with their admonishing smile.

No reason can be asked or given why the soul seeks beauty. Beauty, in its largest and profoundest sense, is one expression for the universe. God is the all-fair. Truth, and goodness, and beauty, are but different faces of the same All.