The aristocracy of feudal parchment has passed away with a mighty rushing, and now, by a natural course, we arrive at aristocracy of the money-bag.
The greatest fault is to be conscious of none.
Writing is a dreadful labor, yet not so dreadful as Idleness.
I call that [Book of Job], apart from all theories about it, one of the grandest things ever written with pen.
The Highest Being reveals himself in man.
In a different time, in a different place, it is always some other side of our common human nature that has been developing itself. The actual truth is the sum of all these.