Every revolution was first a thought in one man's mind; and when the same thought occurs to another man, it is the key to that era.

Wherever there is failure, there is some giddiness, some superstition about luck, some step omitted, which, Nature never pardons.

Logic is the procession or proportionate unfolding of the intuition; but its virtue is as silent method; the moment it would appear as propositions, and have a separate value, it is worthless.

The cheapness of man is every day's tragedy.

Every great achievement is the victory of a flaming heart.

Fashion understands itself; good-breeding and personal superiority of whatever country readily fraternize with those of every other. The chiefs of savage tribes have distinguished themselves in London and Paris, by the purity of their tournure.

The world still wants its poet-priest, a reconciler, who shall not trifle with Shakspeare the player, nor shall grope in graves with Swedenborg the mourner; but who shall see, speak, and act, with equal inspiration. For knowledge will brighten the sunshine; right is more beautiful than private affection; and love is compatible with universal wisdom.