Jesus Christ belonged to the true race of the prophets. He saw with an open eye the mystery of the soul. . Alone in all history he estimated the greatness of man.

As a man thinketh, so is he, and as a man chooseth, so is he.

An ounce of action is worth a ton of theory.

Must we always talk for victory, and never once for truth, for comfort, and joy?

The glance is natural magic. The mysterious communication established across a house between two entire strangers, moves all the springs of wonder.

Talent finds its models, methods, and ends in society, exists for exhibition, and goes to the soul only for power to work. Genius is its own end, and draws its means and the style of its architecture from within.

Neither is life long enough for friendship. That is a serious and majestic affair.