Five great enemies of peace inhabit us: avarice, ambition, envy, anger and pride.

Our high respect for a well-read man is praise enough for literature. - Ralph Waldo Emerson

The growth of the intellect is spontaneous in every expansion. The mind that grows could not predict the times, the means, the mode of that spontaneity. God enters by a private door into every individual.

No great man ever complains of want of opportunity.

The best lightning rod for your protection is your own spine.

When the literary class betray a destitution of faith, it is not strange that society should be disheartened and sensualized by unbelief.

The maker of a sentence launches out into the infinite and builds a road into Chaos and old Night, and is followed by those who hear him with something of wild, creative delight.