The scandalous bronze-lacquer age of hungry animalisms, spiritual impotences, and mendacities, will have to run its course, till the pit follow it.

Isolation is the sum total of wretchedness to a man.

The essence of humor is sensibility; warm, tender fellow-feeling with all forms of existence.

Of all acts of man repentance is the most divine. The greatest of all faults is to be conscious of none.

May blessings be upon the head of Cadmus, the Phoenicians, or whoever it was that invented books.

The true university of these days is a collection of books.

Terror itself, when once grown transcendental, becomes a kind of courage; as frost sufficiently intense, according to the poet Milton, will burn.