Each man should frame life so that at some future hour fact and his dreaming meet.

Everything Changes. The only thing that remains immovable across the centuries and fixes the character of a people is cooking.

Sorrow is a fruit. God does not make it grow on limbs too weak to bear it.

A day will come when markets, open to trade, and minds, open to ideas, will become the sole battlefield.

The world of sleep has an existence of its own.

We are on the side of religion as opposed to religions, and we are among those who believe in the wretched inadequacy of sermons and the sublimity of prayer.

Revery, which is thought in its nebulous state, borders closely upon the land of sleep, by which it is bounded as by a natural frontier.