The tempered light of the woods is like a perpetual morning.

He takes men out of time and makes them feel eternity.

It is the duty of men to judge men only by their actions. Our faculties furnish us with no means of arriving at the motive, the character, the secret self. We call the tree good from its fruits, and the man, from his works.

Earth proudly wears the Parthenon As the best gem upon her zone.

Nature magically suits a man to his fortunes, by making them the fruit of his character.

Condense some daily experience into a glowing symbol and an audience is electrified.

There is guidance for each of us, and by lowly listening we shall hear the right word.