Every Thought Which Genius And Piety Throw

She Shows Us Only Surfaces, But She Is Million-fathoms Deep.

There Are Men Whose Language Is Strong And Defying Enough, Yet Their Eyes And Their Actions Ask Leave Of Other Men To Live.

The Growth Of The Intellect Is Spontaneous In Every Expansion. The Mind That Grows Could Not Predict The Times, The Means, The Mode Of That Spontaneity. God Enters By A Private Door Into Every Individual.

Each Age, It Is Found, Must Write Its Own Books; Or Rather, Each Generation For The Next Succeeding.

The Reliance On Authority Measures The Decline Of Religion, The Withdrawal Of The Soul.