Every Thing Admonishes Us How Needlessly Long

Enthusiasm Is The Leaping Lightning, Not To Be Measured By The Horse-power Of The Understanding

When The Act Of Reflection Takes Place In The Mind, When We Look At Ourselves In The Light Of Thought, We Discover That Our Life Is Embosomed In Beauty.

I Have Sometimes Thought That, In Order To Be A Good Minister, It Was Necessary To Leave The Ministry. The Profession Is Antiquated. In An Altered Age, We Worship In The Dead Forms Of Our Forefathers.

Our Admiration Of The Antique Is Not Admiration Of The Old, But Of The Natural.

Bonaparte Knew But One Merit, And Rewarded In One And The Same Way The Good Soldier, The Good Astronomer, The Good Poet, The Good Player.