There is a certain wisdom of humanity which is common to the greatest men with the lowest, and which our ordinary education oftenlabors to silence and obstruct.
There is one mind common to all individual men
The great majority of men grow up and grow old in seeming and following.
It is a greater joy to see the author's author, than himself.
A poem is made up of thoughts, each of which filled the whole sky of the poet in its turn.
Almost all people descend to meet. All association must be a compromise, and, what is worst, the very flower and aroma of the flower of each of the beautiful natures disappears as they approach each other.