It is easy to see that what is best written or done by genius in the world, was no man's work but came by wide social labor, whena thousand wrought like one, sharing the same impulse.

Commonsense is the wick of the candle.

Money often costs too much.

The measure of action is the sentiment from which it proceeds. The greatest action may easily be one of the most private circumstance.

In this great society wide lying around us, a critical analysis would find very few spontaneous actions. It is almost all custom and gross sense.

Conversation is the laboratory and workshop of the student.

The secret of the illusoriness is in the necessity of a succession of moods or objects. Gladly we would anchor, but the anchorageis quicksand.