Bare lists of words are found suggestive to an imaginative and excited mind.
To speak truly, few adult persons can see nature. Most persons do not see the sun.
So in writing, there is always a right word, and every other than that is wrong. There is no beauty in words except in their collocation. The effect of a fanciful word misplaced, is like that of a horn of exquisite polish growing on a human head.
A man must consider what a blindman's-buff is this game of conformity.
A man's action is only a poicture book of his creed.
Providence has a wild, rough, incalculable road to its end, and it is of no use to try to whitewash its huge, mixed instrumentalities, or to dress up that terrific benefactor in a clean shirt and white neckcloth of a student in divinity.