There is no calamity that right words will not begin to redress

Want is a growing giant whom the coat of have was never large enough to cover.

Flowers are the earth laughing.

To the men of this world, to the animal strength and spirits, to the men of practical power, whilst immersed in it, the man of ideas appears out of his reason. They alone gave reason.

Literature is the effort of man to indemnify himself for the wrongs of his condition.

Society never advances. It recedes as fast on one side as it gains on the other. It undergoes continual changes: it is barbarous, it is civilized, it is rich, it is scientific; but this change is not amelioration. For every thing that is given, something else is taken. Society acquires new arts and loses old instincts.

If we shall take the good we find, asking no questions, we shall have heaping measures.