Truth Has Already Ceased To Be Itself

The Great Man Is Not Convulsible Or Tormentable; Events Pass Over Him Without Much Impression.

In A Cabinet Of Natural History, We Become Sensible Of A Certain Occult Recognition And Sympathy In Regard To The Most Unwieldy And Eccentric Forms Of Beast, Fish, And Insect.

Hast Thou Named All The Birds Without A Gun?

The Disease With Which The Human Mind Now Labors Is Want Of Faith

A Child Convinced Against His Will Is Of The Same Opinion Still. The Reward For A Thing Well Done, Is To Have Done It.