Generalization is always a new influx of divinity into the mind. Hence the thrill that attends it.

All the fairy tales of Aladdin, or the invisible Gyges, or the talisman that opens kings' palaces, or the enchanted halls underground or in the sea, are only fictions to indicated the one miracle of intellectual enlargement.

Line in Nature is not found; Unit and Universe are round.

The world globes itself in a drop of dew.

Every man has a vocation. The talent is the call.

A man is like a bit of Labrador spar, which has no lustre as you turn it in your hand until you come to a particular angle; then it shows deep and beautiful colors. There is no adaptation or universal applicability in men, but each has his special Talent, and the mastery of Successful men consists in adroitly keeping themselves where and when that turn shall be oftenest to be practiced.

Our distrust is very expensive.