Why should I cumber myself with regrets that the receiver is not capacious? It never troubles the sun that some of his rays fall wide and vain into ungrateful space, and only a small part on the reflecting planet. Let your greatness educate the crude and cold companion.

We are all wise for other people, none for himself.

Women have a less accurate measure of time than men; there is a clock in Adam, none in Eve.

But what is classification but the perceiving that these objects are not chaotic, and are not foreign, but have a law which is also the law of the human mind?

But I cannot recite, even thus rudely, laws of the intellect, without remembering that lofty and sequestered class of men who have been its prophets and oracles, the high-priesthood of the pure reason, the Trismegisti, the expounders of the principles of thought from age to age.

The solitary knows the essence of the thought, the scholar in society only its fair face.

These are the voices which we hear in solitude, but they grow faint and inaudible as we enter into the world.