Universities are of course hostile to geniuses.

Passion, though a bad regulator, is a powerful spring. Any absorbing passion has the effect to deliver from the little coils and cares of every day: 'tis the heat which sets our human atoms spinning, overcomes the friction of crossing thresholds, and first addresses in society, and gives us a good start and speed, easy to continue, when once it is begun.

Tis curious that we only believe as deeply as we live.

Our health is our sound relation to external objects; our sympathy with external being.

We are as much strangers in nature, as we are aliens from God. We do not understand the notes of birds. The fox and the deer run away from us; the bear and tiger rend us. We do not know the uses of more than a few plants, as corn and the apple, the potato and the vine. Is not the landscape, every glimpse of which hath a grandeur, a face of him?

I wish to write such rhymes as shall not suggest a restraint, but contrariwise the wildest freedom.

The connection between our knowledge and the abyss of being is still real, and the explication must be not less magnificent.