Patience and fortitude conquer all things.

We swim, day by day, on a river of delusions, and are effectually amused with houses and towns in the air, of which the men aboutus are dupes. But life is a sincerity.

Europe has always owed to oriental genius its divine impulses. What these holy bards said, all sane men found agreeable and true.

Our moods do not believe in each other.

Self reliance, the height and perfection of man, is reliance on God.

Luckily for us, now that steam has narrowed the Atlantic to a strait, the nervous, rocky West is intruding a new and continental element into the national mind, as we shall yet have an American genius.

Prayer that craves a particular commodity, anything less than all good, is vicious.