What the tender and poetic youth dreams to-day, and conjures up with inarticulate speech, is to-morrow the vociferated result of public opinion, and the day after is the character of nations.

We are immersed in beauty, but our eyes have no clear vision.

I cannot find language of sufficient energy to convey my sense of the sacredness of private integrity.

If the gatherer gathers too-much, Nature takes out of the man what she puts into his chest; swells the estate, but kills the owner. Nature hates, monopolies and exceptions.

Every stoic was a stoic; but in Christendom where is the Christian?

When he is pushed, tormented, defeated, he has a chance to learn something; ... he learns his ignorance, is cured of the insanity of conceit; has got moderation and real skill.

We are amphibious creatures, weaponed for two elements, having two sets of faculties, the particular and the catholic.