Out from the heart of Nature rolled The burdens of the Bible old.

Sorrow looks back, Worry looks around, Faith looks up

The world - this shadow of the soul, or other me - lies wide around. Its attractions are the keys which unlock my thoughts and make me acquainted with myself. I run eagerly into this resounding tumult... So much only of life as I know by experience... The true scholar grudges every opportunity of action past by, as a loss of power.

Beauty is the virtue of the body as virtue is the beauty of the soul

But I cannot recite, even thus rudely, laws of the intellect, without remembering that lofty and sequestered class of men who have been its prophets and oracles, the high-priesthood of the pure reason, the Trismegisti, the expounders of the principles of thought from age to age.

Be a football to Time and Chance, the more kicks, the better, so that you inspect the whole game and know its utmost law.

We put our love where we have put our labor.