I may say it of our preposterous use of books,--He knew not what to do, and so he read.
If men would avoid that general language and general manner in which they strive to hide all that is peculiar, and would say only what was uppermost in their own minds, after their own individual manner, every man would be interesting.
A sage is the instructor of a hundred ages.
No book was ever written down by any but itself.
Art is a jealous mistress.
Love, which is the essence of God, is not for levity, but for the total worth of man.