Nature hates monopolies and exceptions.

Fate, then, is a name for facts not yet passed under the fire of thought; for causes which are unpenetrated.

The poet, the painter, the sculptor, the musican, the architect, seek each to concentrate this radiance of the world on one point, and each in his several work to satisfy the love of beauty which stimulates him to produce.

The best lightning rod for your protection is your own spine.

Let us, if we must have great actions, make our own so. All action is of infinite elasticity, and the least admits of being inflated with celestial air, until it eclipses the sun and moon.

A man's library is a sort of harem.

Every man believes he has a greater possibility.