That Which Especially Distinguishes A High Order

Ignorance Is The Dominion Of Absurdity.

I Cannot Think The Disputes And Jealousies Of Heaven Are Tried And Settled By The Swords Of Earth.

I Think Nature, If She Interests Herself Much About Her Children, Must Often Feel That, Like The Miserable Frankenstein, With Her Experimenting Among The Elements Of Humanity, She Has Brought Beings Into Existence Who Have No Business Here; Who Can Do None Of Her Work, And Endure None Of Her Favours; Whose Life Is Only Suffering; And Whose Action Is One Long Protest Against The Ill Foresight Which Flung Them Into Consciousness.

Who Shall Say That Those Poor Peasants Were Not Acting In The Spirit We Most Venerate, Most Adore; That Theirs Was Not The True Heart Language Which We Cannot Choose But Love? And What Has Been Their Reward? They Have Sent Down Their Name To Be The By-word Of All After Ages; The Worst Reproach Of The Worst Men A Name Convertible With Atheism And Devil-worship.

If You Think You Can Temper Yourself Into Manliness By Sitting Here Over Your Books, It Is The Very Silliest Fancy That Ever Tempted A Young Man To His Ruin. You Cannot Dream Yourself Into A Character; You Must Hammer And Forge Yourself One.