Poverty, we may say, surrounds a man with ready-made barriers, which if they do mournfully gall and hamper, do at least prescribe for him, and force on him, a sort of course and goal; a safe and beaten, though a circuitous, course. A great part of his guidance is secure against fatal error, is withdrawn from his control. The rich, again, has his whole life to guide, without goal or barrier, save of his own choosing, and, tempted, is too likely to guide it ill.

To the wisest man, wide as is his vision. Nature remains of quite infinite depth, of quite infinite expansion and all experience thereof limits itself to some few computed centuries and measured square miles.

No pressure, no diamonds.

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

The steam-engine I call fire-demon and great; but it is nothing to the invention of fire.

He who has no vision of eternity has no hold on time.

The block of granite which was an obstacle in the pathway of the weak, became a stepping-stone in the pathway of the strong.