A dandy is a clothes-wearing man--a man whose trade, office, and existence consist in the wearing of clothes. Every faculty of his soul, spirit, person and purse is heroically consecrated to this one object--the wearing of clothes, wisely and well; so that, as others dress to live, he lives to dress.

There is but one thing without honor, smitten with eternal barrenness, inability to do or to be,-insincerity, unbelief.

Silence is the element in which great things fashion themselves together.

All destruction, by violent revolution or however it be, is but new creation on a wider scale.

The actual well seen is ideal.

A heavenly awe overshadowed and encompassed, as it still ought, and must, all earthly business whatsoever.

Man, it is not thy works, which are mortal, infinitely little, and the greatest no greater than the least, but only the spirit thou workest in, that can have worth or continuance.