Before a leaf-bud has burst, its whole life acts; in the full-blown flower there is no more; in the leafless root there is no less.
Our thinking is a pious reception.
Sanity is very rare; every man almost and every woman has a dash of madness.
Thought makes everything fit for use.
Every sweet has its sour; every evil its good.
Heaven always bears some proportion to earth. The god of the cannibal will be a cannibal, of the crusades a crusader, and of the merchants a merchant.