Whenever a mind is simple and receives an old wisdom, old things pass away,--means, teachers, texts, temples fall; it lives now, and absorbs past and future into present hour. All things are made sacred by relation to it,--one as much as another.

Our opinions of the world, are confessions of character.

Play out the game, act well your part, and if the gods have blundered, we will not.

Proverbs are the literature of reason, or the statements of absolute truth, without qualification. Like the sacred books of each nation, they are the sanctuary of its intuitions.

Poetry teaches the enormous force of a few words, and, in proportion to the inspiration, checks loquacity.

An ounce of action is worth a ton of theory.

In imitation is a bit suicide.