The ocean is a large drop; a drop is a small ocean.

It is the dissenter, the theorist, the aspirant, who is quitting this ancient domain to embark on seas of adventure, who engages our interest. Omitting then for the present all notice of the stationary class, we shall find that the movement party divides itself into two classes, the actors, and the students.

Nothing in nature is exhausted in its first use...In God, every end is converted into a new means.

When the literary class betray a destitution of faith, it is not strange that society should be disheartened and sensualized by unbelief.

If we walk in the woods, we must feed mosquitoes.

God will have life to be real; we will be damned, but it shall be theatrical.

He who is not everyday conquering some fear has not learned the secret of life.