Genius Borrows nobly.

In the history of the individual is always an account of his condition, and he knows himself to be a party to his present estate.

As the farmer casts into the ground the finest ears of his grain, the time will come when we too shall hold nothing back, but shall eagerly convert more than we now possess into means and powers, when we shall be willing to sow the sun and the moon for seeds.

It is easy to see that what is best written or done by genius in the world, was no man's work but came by wide social labor, whena thousand wrought like one, sharing the same impulse.

But a compassion for that which is not and cannot be useful and lovely, is degrading and futile.

If the East loves infinity, the West delights in boundaries.

Condense some daily experience into a glowing symbol and an audience is electrified.