The wise through excess of wisdom is made a fool.
Pines a thousand years old. Every year they must go farther for them: they recede, like beavers and Indians, before the white man.
A poem is made up of thoughts, each of which filled the whole sky of the poet in its turn.
The State is a poor, good beast who means the best: it means friendly.
When fear enters the heart of a man at hearing the names of candidates and the reading of laws that are proposed, then is the State safe, but when these things are heard without regard, as above or below us, then is the Commonwealth sick or dead.
A great man will find a great subject, or which is the same thing, make any subject great.
How we hate this solemn Ego that accompanies the learned, like a double, wherever he goes.
What terrible questions we are learning to ask! The former men believed in magic, by which temples, cities, and men were swallowed up, and all trace of them gone. We are coming on the secret of a magic which sweeps out of men's minds all vestige of theism and beliefs which they and their fathers held and were framed upon.
After you have pumped your brains for thoughts and verses, there is a better poetry hinted in whistling a tune on your walk.
It is the ignorant and childish part of mankind that is the fighting part. Idle and vacant minds want excitement
Men who know the same things are not long the best company for each other.
A nation never falls but by suicide.
The universal does not attract us until housed in an individual.
I DO not count the hours I spend In wandering by the sea; The forest is my loyal friend, Like God it useth me.
The craft of the merchant is this bringing a thing where it abounds to where it is costly.
The regular course of studies, the years of academical and professional education, have not yielded me better facts than some idle books under the bench at the Latin School.
If I know your sect, I anticipate your argument
The ancients called beauty the flowering of virtue.
You must hear the birds song without attempting to render it into nouns and verbs.
Jesus Christ belonged to the true race of the prophets. He saw with an open eye the mystery of the soul. . Alone in all history he estimated the greatness of man.
A man of good sense but of little faith, whose compassion seemed to lead him to church as often as he went there, said to me; 'that he liked to have concerts, and fairs, and churches, and other public amusements go on.
The Italians are fond of red clothes, peacock plumes, and embroidery; and I remember one rainy morning in the city of Palermo, the street was ablaze with scarlet umbrellas.
We seek our friend not sacredly, but with an adulterate passion which would appropriate him to ourselves.
The charm of the best courages is that they are inventions, inspirations, flashes of genius.
Echo waits with art and care And will the faults of song repair.
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