Laissez-faire, supply and demand-one begins to be weary of all that. Leave all to egotism, to ravenous greed of money, of pleasure, of applause-it is the gospel of despair.

What you see, but can't see over is as good as infinite.

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

No great man lives in vain. The history of the world is but the biography of great men.

Work is the grand cure of all the maladies and miseries that ever beset mankind.

Infinite is the help man can yield to man.

We are to remember what an umpire Nature is; what a greatness, composure of depth and tolerance there is in her. You take wheat to cast into the Earth's bosom; your wheat may be mixed with chaff, chopped straw, barn-sweepings, dust and all imaginable rubbish; no matter: you cast it into the kind just Earth; she grows the wheat, - the whole rubbish she silently absorbs, shrouds it in, says nothing of the rubbish.