We cannot describe the natural history of the soul, but we know that it is divine. All things are known to the soul. It is not to be surprised by any communication. Nothing can be greater than it, let those fear and those fawn who will. The soul is in her native realm; and it is wider than space, older than time, wide as hope, rich as love. Pusillanimity and fear she refuses with a beautiful scorn; they are not for her who putteth on her coronation robes, and goes out through universal love to universal power.

Only that is poetry which cleanses and mans me.

When we quarrel, how we wish we had been blameless.

The field cannot be seen from within the field.

Between cultivated minds the first interview is the best.

He that rides his hobby gently must always give way to him that rides his hobby hard.

The sermon which I write inquisitive of truth is good a year after, but that which is written because a sermon must be writ is musty the next day.