Let us take our bloated nothingness out of the path of the divine circuits.

Is not marriage an open question, when it is alleged, from the beginning of the world, that such as are in the institution wish to get out, and such as are out wish to get in?

In every work of genius we recognize our own rejected thoughts; they come back to us with a certain alienated majesty.

One man pins me to the wall, while with another I walk among the stars

For all symbols are fluxional; all language is vehicular and transitive, and is good, as ferries and horses are, for conveyance, not as farms and houses are, for homestead.

We see God face to face every hour, and know the savor of Nature.

Heaven often protects valuable souls charged with great secrets, great ideas, by long shutting them up with their own thoughts.