The secret of drunkenness is, that it insulates us in thought, whilst it unites us in feeling.

Every reform was once a private opinion.

When a thought of Plato becomes a thought to me,--when a truth that fired the soul of Pindar fires mine, time is no more. When I feel that we two meet in a perception, that our two souls are tinged with the same hue, and do as it were run into one, why should I measure degrees of latitude, why should I count Egyptian years?

The god or hero of the sculptor is always represented in a transition from that which is representable to the senses, to that which is not.

It behooves us to be careful what we worship, for what we are worshipping we are becoming.

The man in the street does not know a star in the sky.

Nature may be as selfishly studied as trade. Astronomy to the selfish becomes astrology; psychology, mesmerism (with intent to show where aour spoons are gone); and anatomy and physiology become phrenology and palmistry.