Private Passions Tire And Exhaust Themselves, Public

Eloquence Dwells Quite As Much In The Hearts Of The Hearers As On The Lips Of The Orator.

Ink Is The Transcript Of Thought.

Poets And Heroes Are Of The Same Race, The Latter Do What The Former Conceive.

Religions Are Not Proved, Are Not Demonstrated, Are Not Established, Are Not Overthrown By Logic! They Are Of All The Mysteries Of Nature And The Human Mind, The Most Mysterious And Most Inexplicable; They Are Of Instinct And Not Of Reason.

Inspiration Is Solitary, Never Consecutive.