What a searching preacher of self-command is the varying phenomenon of health.

Greek architecture is the flowering of geometry.

No facts are to me sacred; none are profane; I simply experiment, an endless seeker, with no past at my back.

A mob is a society obodies, voluntarily bereaving themselves oreason, and traversing its work. The mob is man, voluntarily descending to the nature othe beast. Its fit hour oactivity is night; its actions are insane, like its whole constitution.

The "times," "the age" what is that, but a few profound persons and a few active persons who epitomize the times?

The maker of a sentence launches out into the infinite and builds a road into Chaos and old Night, and is followed by those who hear him with something of wild, creative delight.

Labor is God's education.