Accuracy is essential to beauty.

Science is nothing but the finding of analogy, identity, in the most remote parts.

The imitator dooms himself to hopeless mediocrity.

We are taught by great actions that the universe is the property of every individual in it.

The wise man, the true friend, the finished character, we seek everywhere, and only find in fragments.

Performing on a stool, we've got a sight to make you drool, seven virgins and a mule, keep it cool, keep it cool.

But I cannot recite, even thus rudely, laws of the intellect, without remembering that lofty and sequestered class of men who have been its prophets and oracles, the high-priesthood of the pure reason, the Trismegisti, the expounders of the principles of thought from age to age.