The man in the street does not know a star in the sky.

The civility of the world has reached that pitch that their more moral genius is becoming indispensable, and the quality of this race is to be honored for itself.

Invention breeds invention. No sooner is the electric telegraph devised than gutta-percha, the very material it requires, is found. The aeronaut is provided with gun-cotton, the very fuel he wants for his balloon.

We must be lovers, and at once the impossible becomes possible.

A man is a little thing whilst he works by and for himself, but, when he gives voice to the rules of love and justice, is godlike, his word is current in all countries; and all men, though his enemies, are made his friends and obey it as their own.

There are no fixtures in nature. The universe is fluid and volatile. Permanence is but a word of degrees.

The passages of Shakespeare that we most prize were never quoted until within this century.