This London City, with all of its houses, palaces, steam-engines, cathedrals, and huge immeasurable traffic an tumult, what is it but a Thought, but millions of Thoughts made into One-a huge immeasurable Spirit of a Thought, embodied in brick, in iron, smoke, dust, Palaces, Parliaments, Hackney Coaches, Katherine Docks, and the rest of it! Not a brick was made but some man had to think of the making of that brick.

The three great elements of modern civilization, Gun powder, Printing, and the Protestant religion.

Acorns are planted silently by some unnoticed breeze.

All men, if they work not as in the great taskmaster's eye, will work wrong, and work unhappily for themselves and for you.

A pygmy standing on the outward crust of this small planet, his far-reaching spirit stretches outward to the infinite, and there alone finds rest.

It is the feeling of injustice that is insupportable to all men.

Every man is my superior in that I may learn from him.