What you do thunders above your head so loudly, I cannot hear the words you speak.

Society gains nothing whilst a man, not himself renovated, attempts to renovate things around him; he has become tediously good insome particular but negligent or narrow in the rest; and hypocrisy and vanity are often the disgusting result.

He cannot be happy and strong until he too lives with nature in the present, above time.

A man finds room in the few square inches of the face for the traits of all his ancestors; for the expression of all his history, and his wants.

Picture and sculpture are the celebrations and festivities of form.

We teach boys to be such men as we are. We do not teach them to aspire to be all they can. We do not give them a training as if webelieved in their noble nature. We scarce educate their bodies. We do not train the eye and the hand. We exercise their understandings to the apprehension and comparison of some facts, to a skill in numbers, in words; we aim to make accountants, attorneys, engineers; but not to make able, earnest, great- hearted men.

The beautiful rests on the foundations of the necessary.