Enlarge not thy destiny, said the oracle: endeavor not to do more than is given thee in charge.

And in cases where profound conviction has been wrought, the eloquent man is he who is no beautiful speaker, but who is inwardly drunk with a certain belief. It agitates and tears him, and perhaps almost bereaves him of the power of articulation.

There is something servile in the habit of seeking after a law which we must obey.

The sinew and heart of man seem to be drawn out, and we are become timorous desponding whimperers. We are afraid of truth, afraid of fortune, afraid of death, and afraid of each other.

But in every constitution some large degree of animal vigor is necessary as material foundation for the higher qualities of the art.

All the great ages have been ages of belief.

Conversation is an evanescent relation,--no more.