Every New Opinion, At Its Starting, Is

He Who Would Write Heroic Poems Should Make His Whole Life A Heroic Poem.

Does Not Every True Man Feel That He Is Himself Made Higher By Doing Reverence To What Is Really Above Him?

Laws, Written, If Not On Stone Tables, Yet On The Azure Of Infinitude, In The Inner Heart Of God's Creation, Certain As Life, Certain As Death, Are There, And Thou Shalt Not Disobey Them.

The End Of Man Is An Action, And Not A Thought, Though It Were The Noblest?

Intellect Is The Soul Of Man, The Only Immortal Part Of Him.