The merit of originality is not novelty; it is sincerity.

Acorns are planted silently by some unnoticed breeze.

A star is beautiful; it affords pleasure, not from what it is to do, or to give, but simply by being what it is. It befits the heavens; it has congruity with the mighty space in which it dwells. It has repose; no force disturbs its eternal peace. It has freedom; no obstruction lies between it and infinity.

Consider in fact, a body of six hundred and fifty-eight miscellaneous persons, set to consult about "business," with twenty-seven millions, mostly fools, assiduously listening to them, and checking and criticising them. Was there ever, since the world began, will there ever be till the world end, any "business" accomplished in these circumstances?

It is not a lucky word, this name impossible; no good comes of those who have it so often in their mouths.

No violent extreme endures.

At worst, is not this an unjust world, full of nothing but beasts of prey, four-footed or two-footed?