Proverbs, like the sacred books of each nation, are the sanctuary of the intuitions. That which the droning world, chained to appearances, will not allow the realist to say in his own words, it will suffer him to say in proverbs without contradiction.

The mass of men worry themselves into nameless graves while here and there a great unselfish soul forgets himself into immortality.

Invention breeds invention. No sooner is the electric telegraph devised than gutta-percha, the very material it requires, is found. The aeronaut is provided with gun-cotton, the very fuel he wants for his balloon.

Youth is everywhere in place.

All natural objects make a kindred impression, when the mind is open to their influence.

People destined to meet will do so, apparently by chance, at precisely the right moment.

There is more in every person's soul than we think.