When a man becomes a conformist, he is sacrificing the richness of independent thinking.
If you would lift me up you must be on higher ground.
Any extraordinary degree of beauty in man or woman involves a moral charm.
As long as any man exists, there is some need of him.
Every true man is a cause, a country, and an age; requires infinite spaces and numbers and time fully to accomplish his design;--and posterity seem to follow his steps as a train of clients.
We, as we read, must become Greeks, Romans, Turks, priest and king, martyr and executioner; must fasten these images to some reality in our secret experience, or we shall learn nothing rightly.