The science of style as an organ of thought, of style in relation to the ideas and feelings, might be called the organology of style.

Far better, and more cheerfully, I could dispense with some part of the downright necessaries of life, than with certain circumstances of elegance and propriety in the daily habits of using them.

No man will ever unfold the capacities of his own intellect who does not at least checker his life with solitude.

If once a man indulges himself in murder, very soon he comes to think little of robbing; and from robbing he comes next to drinking and Sabbath-breaking, and from that to incivility and procrastination.

Solitude, though it may be silent as light, is like light, the mightiest of agencies; for solitude is essential to man. All men come into this world alone and leave it alone.

No progressive knowledge will ever medicine that dread misgiving of a mysterious and pathless power given to words of a certain import.

All parts of knowledge have their origin in metaphysics, and finally, perhaps, revolve into it.