Always the seer is a sayer. Somehow his dream is told; somehow he publishes it with solemn joy: sometimes with pencil on canvas, sometimes with chisel on stone, sometimes in towers and aisles of granite, his soul's worship is builded; sometimes in anthems of indefinite music, but clearest and most permanent, in words.

Solitude is naught and society is naught. Alternate them and the good of each is seen.

The best university that can be recommended to a man of ideas is the gauntlet of the mob.

Persecution readily knits friendship between its victims.

Find the journey's end in every step.

Our age is retrospective. It builds the sepulchres of the fathers. It writes biographies, histories and criticism.

Government has been a fossil: it should be a plant.