Philosophy dwells aloft in the Temple of Science, the divinity of its inmost shrine; her dictates descend among men, but she herself descends not : whoso would behold her must climb with long and laborious effort, nay, still linger in the forecourt, till manifold trial have proved him worthy of admission into the interior solemnities.

Society is founded upon Cloth.

Not our Logical, Mensurative faculty, but our Imaginative one is King over us; I might say, Priest and Prophet to lead us heavenward; or Magician and Wizard to lead us hellward.

Trust not the heart of that man for whom old clothes are not venerable.

What we become depends on what we read after all of the professors have finished with us. The greatest university of all is a collection of books.

Thou fool! Nature alone is antique, and the oldest art a mushroom; that idle crag thou sittest on is six thousand years of age.

Long stormy spring-time, wet contentious April, winter chilling the lap of very May; but at length the season of summer does come.