Talent may frolic and juggle; genius realizes and adds.
A man builds a fine house; and now he has a master, and a task for life.
A sect or party is an elegant incognito devised to save a man from the vexation of thinking.
All the great ages have been ages of belief.
The scholar may lose himself in schools, in words, and become a pedant; but when he comprehends his duties, he above all men is arealist, and converses with things.
Even in the mud and scum of things, something always, always sings.