Don't be a cynic and disconsolate preacher. Don't bewail and moan. Omit the negative propositions. Challenge us with incessant affirmatives.

Language is a city to the building of which every human being brought a stone.

How much better when the whole land is a garden, and the people have grown up in the bowers of a paradise.

Friendship is an order of nobility; from its revelations we come more worthily into nature.

The divine gift is ever the instant life, which receives and uses and creates, and can well bury the old in the omnipotency with which Nature decomposes all her harvest for recomposition.

The street is full of humiliations to the proud.

Shakspeare is the only biographer of Shakspeare; and even he can tell nothing, except to the Shakspeare in us; that is, to our most apprehensive and sympathetic hour.