Henceforth, please God, forever I forego the yolk of men's opinions. I will be light-hearted as a bird and live with God. I find him in the bottom of my heart, and I hear continually his voice therein.

The imaginative faculty of the soul must be fed with objects immense and eternal.

Democracy becomes a government of bullies tempered by editors.

Sitting back in the evening, stargazing and stroking your dog, is an infallible remedy.

A man's style is his mind's voice. Wooden minds, wooden voices.

Thus inevitably does the universe wear our color, and every object fall successively into the subject itself. The subject exists, the subject enlarges; all things sooner or later fall into place. As I am, so I see; use what language we will, we can never say anything but what we are.

We do not know today whether we are busy or idle. In times when we thought ourselves indolent, we have afterwards discovered that much was accomplished, and much was begun in us.