Time dissipates to shining ether the solid angularity of facts.

Every hero becomes a bore at last.

Make yourself necessary to somebody.

The element running through entire nature, which we popularly call Fate, is known to us as limitation. Whatever limits us, we callFate.

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.

The tendencies of the times favor the idea of self-government, and leave the individual, for all code, to the rewards and penalties of his own constitution, which work with more energy than we believe, whilst we depend on artificial restraints.

A friend may well be reckoned the masterpiece of nature.