Speech is of time, silence is of eternity.

The nobleness of silence. The highest melody dwells only in silence,--the sphere melody, the melody of health.

A battle is a terrible conjugation of the verb to kill: I kill, thou killest, he kills, we kill, they kill, all kill.

Adversity is the diamond dust Heaven polishes its jewels with.

Variety is the condition of harmony.

Is man’s civilization only a wrappage, through which the savage nature of him can still burst, infernal as ever?

Wonder is the basis of worship.