No one suspects the days to be gods.

Nature turns all malfaisance to good.

A man is not to aim at innocence, any more than he is to aim at hair, but he is to keep it.

Beauty rests on necessities.

The world still wants its poet-priest, a reconciler, who shall not trifle with Shakspeare the player, nor shall grope in graves with Swedenborg the mourner; but who shall see, speak, and act, with equal inspiration. For knowledge will brighten the sunshine; right is more beautiful than private affection; and love is compatible with universal wisdom.

We are born believing. A man bears beliefs as a tree bears apples.

Science surpasses the old miracles of mythology.