A life in harmony with nature, the love of truth and virtue, will purge the eyes to understanding her text.

How shall a man escape from his ancestors, or draw off from his veins the black drop which he drew from his father's or mother's life?

I pay the schoolmaster, but 'tis the schoolboys that educate my son.

A creative economy is the fuel of magnificence.

More than the diamond Koh-i-noor, which glitters among their crown jewels, they prize the dull pebble which is wiser than a man, whose poles turn themselves to the poles of the world, and whose axis is parallel to the axis of the world. Now, their toys are steam and galvanism.

Thou art to me a delicious torment.

There is nothing capricious in nature and the implanting of a desire indicates that its gratification is in the constitution of the creature that feel it.