Nature encourages no looseness; pardons no errors.
The sanity of society is a balance of a thousand insanity's.
And striving to be Man, the worm Mounts through all the spires of form.
Emancipation is the demand of civilization. That is a principle; everything else is an intrigue.
Solitary converse with nature; for thence are ejaculated sweet and dreadful words never uttered in libraries. Ah! the spring days, the summer dawns, and October woods!
Truth, and goodness, and beauty, are but different faces of the same All