He who would do good to another must do it in minute particulars.

Can I see another's woe, and not be in sorrow too? Can I see another's grief, and not seek for kind relief?

None but blockheads copy each other.

Never seek to tell thy love; Love that never told can be. For the gentle wind does move silently.. invisibly.

The mocker of Art is the mocker of Jesus.

Drive your cart and plow over the bones of the dead.

Without contraries there is no progression.