I wish to write such rhymes as shall not suggest a restraint, but contrariwise the wildest freedom.

Society cannot do without cultivated men. As soon as the first wants are satisfied, the higher wants become imperative.

A day is a miniature eternity.

Tis the good reader that makes the good book; a good head cannot read amiss: in every book he finds passages which seem confidences or asides hidden from all else and unmistakeably meant for his ear.

Not gold, but only man can make a people great and strong; men who, for truth and honor's sake, stand fast and suffer long.

Man is a stream whose source is hidden. Our being is descending into us from we know not whence.

See only that thou work and thou canst not escape the reward.