We are the prisoners of ideas.
The finest people marry the two sexes in their own person.
A skilful man reads his dreams for his selfknowledge; yet not the details, but the quality.
The sun illuminates only the eye of the man, but shines into the eye and the heart of the child.
A sage is the instructor of a hundred ages.
Great country, diminutive minds. America is formless, has no terrible and no beautiful condensation.