With most men, scarce a link of memory holds yesterday and to-day together.

The fatal trait of the times is the divorce between religion and morality.

Our eyes are holden that we cannot see things that stare us in the face, until the hour arrives when the mind is ripened; then we behold them, and the time when we saw them not is like a dream.

All the fairy tales of Aladdin, or the invisible Gyges, or the talisman that opens kings' palaces, or the enchanted halls underground or in the sea, are only fictions to indicated the one miracle of intellectual enlargement.

Health is the first muse, and sleep is the condition to produce it.

Let me never fall into the vulgar mistake of dreaming that I am persecuted whenever I am contradicted.

He is a dull observer whose experience has not taught him the reality and force of magic, as well as of chemistry.