Once the mind has been expanded by a big idea, it will never go back to its original state.

All deep things are song. It seems somehow the very central essence of us, song; as if all the rest were but wrappages and hulls!

When the oak is felled the whole forest echoes with it fall, but a hundred acorns are sown in silence by an unnoticed breeze.

The wise man is but a clever infant, spelling letters from a hieroglyphical prophetic book, the lexicon of which lies in eternity.

Armed Soldier, terrible as Death, relentless as Doom; doing God's judgement on the Enemies of God. It is a phenomenon not of joyful nature; no, but of awful, to be looked at with pious terror and awe.

Success in life, in anything, depends upon the number of persons that one can make himself agreeable to.

Is there no God, then, but at best an absentee God, sitting idle, ever since the first Sabbath, at the outside of his Universe?