As is the inventor of murder, and the father of art, Cain must have been a man of first-rate genius.

The whole body of the arts and sciences composes one vast machinery for the irritation and development of the human intellect.

Many a man has risen to eminence under the powerful reaction of his mind in fierce counter-agency to the scorn of the unworthy, daily evoked by his personal defects, who with a handsome person would have sunk into the luxury of a careless life under the tranquillizing smiles of continual admiration.

I stood checked for a moment - awe, not fear, fell upon me - and whist I stood, a solemn wind began to blow, the most mournful that ever ear heard. Mournful! That is saying nothing. It was a wind that had swept the fields of mortality for a hundred centuries.

It was a Sunday afternoon, wet and cheerless; and a duller spectacle this earth of ours has not to show than a rainy Sunday in London.

The pulpit style of Germany has been always rustically negligent, or bristling with pedantry.

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