Our eyes are holden that we cannot see things that stare us in the face, until the hour arrives when the mind is ripened; then we behold them, and the time when we saw them not is like a dream.

A deep man believes that the evil eye can whither, the heart's blessing can heal, and that love can overcome all odds.

A poem, a sentence, causes us to see ourselves. I be, and I see my being, at the same time.

The growth of the intellect is spontaneous in every expansion. The mind that grows could not predict the times, the means, the mode of that spontaneity. God enters by a private door into every individual.

Great men do not content us. It is their solitude, not their force, that makes them conspicuous.

Persons are fine things, but they cost so much! for thee I must pay me.

Society will pardon much to genius and special gifts; but, being in its nature conventional, it loves what is conventional, or what belongs to coming together.