Life Is A Festival Only To The

Literature Is The Effort Of Man To Indemnify Himself For The Wrongs Of His Condition.

But I Cannot Recite, Even Thus Rudely, Laws Of The Intellect, Without Remembering That Lofty And Sequestered Class Of Men Who Have Been Its Prophets And Oracles, The High-priesthood Of The Pure Reason, The Trismegisti, The Expounders Of The Principles Of Thought From Age To Age.

I Know Of No Such Unquestionable Badge And Ensign Of A Sovereign Mind As That Of Tenacity Of Purpose.

Every Word Was Once A Poem.

Profound Sincerity Is The Only Basis Of Talent As Of Character.