Today is not yesterday: we ourselves change; how can our works and thoughts, if they are always to be the fittest, continue always the same? Change, indeed is painful; yet ever needful; and if memory have its force and worth, so also has hope.

Respectable Professors of the Dismal Science.

Not our Logical, Mensurative faculty, but our Imaginative one is King over us; I might say, Priest and Prophet to lead us heavenward; or Magician and Wizard to lead us hellward.

With stupidity and sound digestion, man may front much.

After all manner of professors have done their best for us, the place we are to get knowledge is in books.

I call that [Book of Job], apart from all theories about it, one of the grandest things ever written with pen.

Conviction never so excellent, is worthless until it coverts itself into conduct.