Society is infected with rude, cynical, restless, and frivolous persons who prey upon the rest, and whom no public opinion concentrated into good manners, forms accepted by the sense of all, can reach; the contradictors and railers at public and private tables, who are like terriers, who conceive it the duty of a dog of honor to growl at any passer-by, and do the honors of the house by barking him out of sight.

The intellectual man requires a fine bait; the sots are easily amused. But everybody is drugged with his own frenzy, and the pageant marches at all hours, with music and banner and badge.

A man's action is only a poicture book of his creed.

That which builds is better than that which is built.

The universal does not attract us until housed in an individual.

Ennui shortens life, and bereaves the day of its light.

Great hearts steadily send forth the secret forces that incessantly draw great events.