It Is Astonishing What Force, Purity, And

The Civilized Man Is A Larger Mind But A More Imperfect Nature Than The Savage.

Not One Man, In The Million, Shall I Say? No, Not In The Hundred Million, Can Rise Above The Belief That Woman Was Made For Man.

There Are Noble Books But One Wants The Breath Of Life Sometimes. And I See No Divine Person. I Myself Am More Divine Than Any I See I Think That Is Enough To Say About Them.

To One Who Has Enjoyed The Full Life Of Any Scene, Of Any Hour, What Thoughts Can Be Recorded About It Seem Like The Commas And Semicolons In The Paragraph-mere Stops.

It Is Not Because The Touch Of Genius Has Roused Genius To Production, But Because The Admiration Of Genius Has Made Talent Ambitious, That The Harvest Is Still So Abundant.