We may be partial, but Fate is not.

Homeopathy is insignificant as an act of healing, but of great value as criticism on the hygeia or medical practice of the time.

In good writing, words become one with things.

The "times," "the age" what is that, but a few profound persons and a few active persons who epitomize the times?

I see that sensible men and conscientious men all over the world were of one religion of well-doing and daring.

But what is classification but the perceiving that these objects are not chaotic, and are not foreign, but have a law which is also the law of the human mind?

The book, the college, the school of art, the institution of any kind, stop with some past utterance of genius. . . . They look backward and not forward. But genius looks forward: the eyes of man are set in his forehead, not in his hindhead: man hopes: genius creates. Whatever talents may be, if the man create not, the pure efflux of the Deity is not his; - cinders and smoke there may be, but not yet flame.