If you act, you show character; if you sit still, you show it; if you sleep you show it.

Nature never sends a great man into the planet, without confiding the secret to another soul.

The soul raised over passion beholds identity and eternal causation, perceives the self-existance of Truth and Right, and calms itself with knowing that all things go well.

Civilization depends on morality.

Patience and fortitude conquer all things.

Meek young men grow up in libraries.

Genial manners are good, and power of accommodation to any circumstance, but the high prize of life, the crowning fortune of a man is to be born with a bias to some pursuit, which finds him in employment and happiness, -- whether it be to make baskets, or broadswords, or canals, or statutes, or songs. I doubt not this was the meaning of Socrates, when he pronounced artists the only truly wise, as being actually, not apparently so.