To the vulgar eye, few things are wonderful that are not distant
One monster there is in the world, the idle man.
Reality, if rightly interpreted, is grander than fiction.
Affectation is the product of falsehood.
Even in the meanest sorts of labor, the whole soul of a man is composed into a kind of real harmony the instant he sets himself to work.
Labor is life: from the inmost heart of the worker rises his God-given force, the sacred celestial life-essence breathed into him by Almighty God!