Do what we can, summer will have its flies.

But what is classification but the perceiving that these objects are not chaotic, and are not foreign, but have a law which is also the law of the human mind?

We over-estimate the conscience of our friend. His goodness seems better than our goodness, his nature finer, his temptations less. Everything that is his,--his name, his form, his dress, books, and instruments,--fancy enhances. Our own thought sounds new and larger from his mouth.

Remarkable trait in the American Character is the union, not very infrequent, of Yankee cleverness with spiritualism.

Let us even bid our dearest friends farewell, and defy them, saying, "Who are you? Unhand me: I will be dependent no more." Ah! seest thou not, O brother, that thus we part only to meet again on a higher platform, and only be more each other's, because we are more our own?

Talent is commonly developed at the expense of character.

Nature is upheld by antagonism. Passions, resistance, danger, are educators. We acquire the strength we have overcome.