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

There are books... which rank in our life with parents and lovers and passionate experiences.

We are the children of many sires, and every drop of blood in us in its turn betrays its ancestor.

Go oft to the house of thy friend, for weeds choke the unused path.

What opium is instilled into all disaster? It shows formidable as we approach it, but there is at last no rough rasping friction,but the most slippery sliding surfaces. We fall soft on a thought.

Philanthropic and religious bodies do not commonly make their executive officers out of saints.

Every thing admonishes us how needlessly long life is.