It is the heart always that sees, before the head can see.

What a wretched thing is all fame! A renown of the highest sort endures, say, for two thousand years. And then? Why, then, a fathomless eternity swallows it. Work for eternity; not the meagre rhetorical eternity of the periodical critics, but for the real eternity wherein dwelleth the Divine.

To the mean eye all things are trivial, as certainly as to the jaundiced they are yellow.

A true delineation of the smallest man is capable of interesting the greatest man.

Wonderful Force of Public Opinion! We must act and walk in all points as it prescribes; follow the traffic it bids us, realize the sum of money, the degree of influence it expects of us, or we shall be lightly esteemed; certain mouthfuls of articulate wind will be blown at us, and this what mortal courage can front?

One monster there is in the world, the idle man.

Wonder is the basis of worship.