There is no way to success in art but to take off your coat, grind paint, and work like a digger on the railroad, all day and every day.

I find it more credible, since it is anterior information, that one man should know heaven, as the Chinese say, than that so many men should know the world.

I see not any road of perfect peace which a man can walk but after the counsel of his own bosom.

An expense of ends to means is fate;Morganization tyrannizing over character. The menagerie, or forms and powers of the spine, is a book of fate: the bill of the bird, the skull of the snake, determines tyrannically its limits.

It is a sign of our times, conspicuous to the coarsest observer, that many intelligent and religious persons withdraw themselves from the common labors and competitions of the market and the caucus, and betake themselves to a certain solitary and critical way of living, from which no solid fruit has yet appeared to justify their separation.

Every man passes his life in the search after friendship.

Commerce is of trivial import; love, faith, truth of character, the aspiration of man, these are sacred.