That is ever the difference between the wise and the unwise: the latter wonders at what is unusual; the wise man wonders at the usual.

All things are flowing, even those that seem immovable. The adamant is always passing into smoke. The plants imbibe the materialswhich they want from the air and the ground. They burn, that is, exhale and decompose their own bodies into the air and earth again. The animal burns, or undergoes the like perpetual consumption. The earth burns, the mountains burn and decompose, slower, but incessantly.

No hope so bright but is the beginning of its own fulfilment.

We find delight in the beauty and happiness of children that makes the heart too big for the body.

The thing done avails, and not what is said about it.

Build a better mousetrap and the world will beat a path to your door.

The state of society is one in which the members have suffered amputation from the trunk, and strut about so many walking monsters,—a good finger, a neck, a stomach, an elbow, but never a man.