In a certain sense all men are historians.

If a book comes from the heart, it will contrive to reach other hearts; all art and author-craft are of small amount to that.

The cut of a garment speaks of intellect and talent and the color of temperament and heart.

Wonderful Force of Public Opinion! We must act and walk in all points as it prescribes; follow the traffic it bids us, realize the sum of money, the degree of influence it expects of us, or we shall be lightly esteemed; certain mouthfuls of articulate wind will be blown at us, and this what mortal courage can front?

No sooner does a great man depart, and leave his character as public property, than a crowd of little men rushes towards it. There they are gathered together, blinking up to it with such vision as they have, scanning it from afar, hovering round it this way and that, each cunningly endeavoring, by all arts, to catch some reflex of it in the little mirror of himself.

There is no heroic poem in the world but is at bottom a biography, the life of a man.

Just in ratio as knowledge increases, faith diminishes.