Come, see the north-wind's masonry, Out of an unseen quarry evermore Furnished with tile, the fierce artificer Curves his white bastions with projected roof Round every windward stake, or tree, or door. Speeding, the myriad-handed, his wild work So fanciful, so savage, naught cares he For number or proportion.

The mark of a man of the world is absence of pretension.

Government exists to defend the weak and the poor and the injured party; the rich and the strong can better take care of themselves.

All life is a nap. The more naps you take the better.

I must feel pride in my friend's accomplishments as if they were mine,--and a property in his virtues. I feel as warmly when he ispraised, as the lover when he hears applause of his engaged maiden.

The secret in education lies in respecting the student.

The world we live in is but thickened light.