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... The Progress Of The Language Has Caused Us To Lose Many Old Treasures. It Is Thus With All Progress, And One Must Make The Best Of It.

Talent, Will And Genius Are Natural Phenomena Like The Lake, The Volcano, The Mountain, The Wind, The Star, The Cloud.

Sorrow Makes Us Very Good Or Very Bad.

You See What Stupid Folk My Publishers Are; But They Are All Alike.

Faith Is An Excitement And An Enthusiasm: It Is A Condition Of Intellectual Magnificence To Which We Must Cling As To A Treasure, And Not Squander On Our Way Through Life In The Small Coin Of Empty Words, Or In Exact And Priggish Argument.