Standing on the bare ground,--my head bathed by the blithe air and uplifted into infinite space,--all mean egotism vanishes. I become a transparent eyeball; I am nothing; I see all; the currents of the Universal Being circulate through me; I am part or parcel of God.

What your heart thinks is great, is great. The soul's emphasis is always right.

The other terror that scares us from self-trust is our consistency; a reverence for our past act or word, because the eyes of others have no other data for computing our orbit than our past acts, and we are loath to disappoint them.

A great man will find a great subject, or which is the same thing, make any subject great.

Manners are very communicable: men catch them from each other.

Wherever there is power there is age.

No orator can top the one who can give good nicknames.