All Life Is An Experiment.

The Martyr Cannot Be Dishonored. Every Lash Inflicted Is A Tongue Of Fame; Every Prison A More Illustrious Abode.

Conversation Is The Laboratory And Workshop Of The Student.

Every Promise Of The Soul Has Innumerable Fulfillments; Each Of Its Joys Ripens Into A New Want.

In The Presence Of Nature, A Wild Delight Runs Through The Man, In Spite Of Real Sorrows.

There Is A Tendency For Things To Right Themselves.