Chance is but the pseudonym of God for those particular cases, which he does not choose to acknowledge openly with his own sign manual.

Veracity does not consist in saying, but in the intention of communicating the truth.

I shall attack Chemistry, like a Shark.

The Beautiful arises from the perceived harmony of an object, whether sight or sound, with the inborn and constitutive rules of the judgment and imagination: and it is always intuitive.

How like herrings and onions our vices are in the morning after we have committed them.

The fancy is indeed no other than a mode of memory emancipated from the order of time and space.

O pure of heart! Thou needest not ask of me what this strong music in the soul may be!