Sentiment Is The Poetry Of The Imagination.

And When Night, Guiding Her Bright Train Of Stars, Throws O'er The Sleeping World Her Gloomy Veil, Lonely Amidst The Desert And The Darkness, Musing Upon The Night's Calm Majesty; Wrapt Up In Quietness, With Shade And Silence, My Soul More Closely Worshippeth Thy Presence; With An Internal Day I Feel Enlighten'd, And Hear A Voice, Which Biddeth Me To Hope.

If Greatness Of Purpose, Smallness Of Means, And Astonishing Results Are The Three Criteria Of A Human Genius, Who Could Dare Compare Any Great Man In History With Muhammad? The Most Famous Men Created Arms, Laws, And Empires Only. They Founded, If Anything At All, No More Than Material Powers Which Often Crumbled Away Before Their Eyes. This Man Moved Not Only Armies, Legislations, Empires, Peoples, Dynasties, But Millions Of Men In One-third Of The Then Inhabited World; And More Than That, He Moved The Altars, The Gods, The Religions, The Ideas, The Beliefs And The Souls.

It Is Because Of The Servility Of Photography That I Am Fundamentally Contemptuous Of This Chance Invention Which Will Never Be An Art But Which Plagiarizes Nature By Means Of Optics. (1848)

A Conscience Without God Is Like A Court Without A Judge.

Unanimity Is The Mistress Of Strength.