God hides things by putting them near us.

We are as much informed of a writer's genius by what he selects as by what he originates. We read the quotation with his eyes, andfind a new and fervent sense; as a passage from one of the poets, well recited, borrows new interest from the rendering. As the journals say, "the italics are ours.

But genius looks forward: the eyes of men are set in his forehead, not in his hindhead: man hopes: genius creates.

In old persons, when thus fully expressed, we often observe a fair, plump, perennial waxen complexion, which indicates that all the ferment of earlier days has subsided into serenity of thought and behavior.

Is there a difference? Yes. We are in harmony with nature, but never at peace.

What we seek we shall find; what we flee from flees from us.

When I was praised I lost my time, for instantly I turned around to look at the work I had thought slightly of, and that day I made nothing new.