Great genial power, one would almost say, consists in not being original at all; in being altogether receptive; in letting the world do all, and suffering the spirit of the hour to pass unobstructed through the mind.

Happy the man who never puts on a face, but receives every visitor with that countenance he has on.

There the great Planter plants Of fruitful worlds the grain, And with a million spells enchants The souls that walk in pain.

One single idea may have greater weight than all the men, animals, and machines for a century.

Fractures well cured make us more strong.

Put the argument into a concrete shape, into an image, some hard phrase, round and solid as a ball, which they can see and handle and carry home with them, and the cause is half won.

Thought is the blossom; language the bud; action the fruit behind it.