It’s Rather A Strong Check To One’s

It Is Impossible, To Me At Least, To Be Poetical In Cold Weather.

Those Old Stories Of Visions And Dreams Guiding Men Have Their Truth; We Are Saved By Making The Future Present To Ourselves.

There Are Some Cases In Which The Sense Of Injury Breeds Not The Will To Inflict Injuries And Climb Over Them As A Ladder, But A Hatred Of All Injury.

To Have In General But Little Feeling, Seems To Be The Only Security Against Feeling Too Much On Any Particular Occasion.

How Can One Ever Do Anything Nobly Christian, Living Among People With Such Petty Thoughts?