Life Is A Festival Only To The

Men Have Come To Speak Of The Revelation As Somewhat Long Ago Given And Done, As If God Were Dead. The Injury To Faith Throttles The Preacher; And The Goodliest Of Institutions Becomes An Uncertain And Inarticulate Voice.

All Vigor Is Contagious.

Nature Is A Mutable Cloud Which Is Always And Never The Same.

English History Is Aristocracy With The Doors Open. Who Has Courage And Faculty, Let Him Come In.

The Wise Through Excess Of Wisdom Is Made A Fool.