Men love to wonder, and that is the seed of science.

Action is the process whereby what is not fully formed passes into expressive consciousness.

Have mountains, and waves, and skies, no significance but what we consciously give them, when we employ them as emblems of our thoughts?

Many of the historical proverbs have a doubtful paternity.

The voyage of the best ship is a zigzag line of a hundred tacks.

For, rightly, every man is a channel through which heaven floweth, and, whilst I fancied I was criticising him, I was censuring orrather terminating my own soul.

What we commonly call man, the eating, drinking, planting, counting man, does not, as we know him, represent himself, but misrepresents himself. Him we do not respect, but the soul, whose organ he is, would he let it appear through his action, would make our knees bend.