If an eloquent speaker speak not the truth, is there a more horrid kind of object in creation?

Under all speech that is good for anything there lies a silence that is better, Silence is deep as Eternity; speech is shallow as Time.

But the whim we have of happiness is somewhat thus. By certain valuations, and averages, of our own striking, we come upon some sort of average terrestrial lot; this we fancy belongs to us by nature, and of indefeasible rights. It is simple payment of our wages, of our deserts; requires neither thanks nor complaint. Foolish soul! What act of legislature was there that thou shouldst be happy? A little while ago thou hadst no right to be at all.

The steam-engine I call fire-demon and great; but it is nothing to the invention of fire.

No amount of ability is of the slightest avail without honor.

See deep enough, and you see musically.

All human things do require to have an ideal in them; to have some soul in them.