Happy is the house that shelters a friend! It might well be built, like a festal bower or arch, to entertain him a single day. Happier, if he know the solemnity of that relation, and honor its law! He offers himself a candidate for that covenant comes up, like an Olympian, to the great games, where the first- born of the world are the competitors.

A cheerful, intelligent face is the end of culture.

Wise men are not wise at all times.

It is the dissenter, the theorist, the aspirant, who is quitting this ancient domain to embark on seas of adventure, who engages our interest. Omitting then for the present all notice of the stationary class, we shall find that the movement party divides itself into two classes, the actors, and the students.

That which we do not believe, we cannot adequately say; even though we may repeat the words ever so often.

Converse with a mind that is grandly simple, and literature looks like word-catching.

We cannot let our angels go; we do not see that they only go out that archangels may come in.