Nothing is beneath you if it is in the direction of your life.

Pride ruined the angels.

Every time you wink the stars move.

Power is what they want, not candy-power to execute their design, power to give legs and feet, form and actuality to their thought; which, to a clear-sighted man, appears the end for which the universe exists, and all its resources might be well applied.

Poetry being ... when we look from the center outward.

Public opinion, I am sorry to say, will bear a great deal of nonsense. There is scarcely any absurdity so gross, whether in religion, politics, science or manners, which it will not bear.

There is an optical illusion about every person we meet.