The aspect of nature is devout. Like the figure of Jesus, she stands with bended head, and hands folded upon the breast. The happiest man is he who learns from nature the lesson of worship.

The Artist always has the masters in his eyes.

Things refuse to be mismanaged for long.

So shall we come to look at the world with new eyes.

And striving to be Man, the worm Mounts through all the spires of form.

The only prudence in life is concentration.

The martyr cannot be dishonored. Every lash inflicted is a tongue of fame; every prison a more illustrious abode.