A few strong instincts and a few plain rules suffice us

Can anybody remember when the times were not hard and money not scarce?

It is one soul which animates all men.

Every heroic act measures itself by its contempt of some external good. But it finds its own success at last, and then the prudent also extol.

Imitation cannot go above its model.

For the time of towns is tolled from the world by funereal chimes, but in nature the universal hours are counted by succeeding tribes of animals and plants, and by growth of joy on joy.

Nature is a rag merchant, who works up every shred and ort and end into new creations.