Yourself A Newborn Bard Of The Holy

The Wheels And Springs Of Man Are All Set To The Hypothesis Of The Permanence Of Nature. We Are Not Built Like A Ship To Be Tossed, But Like A House To Stand.

Something Is Wanting To Science Until It Has Been Humanised.

I--this Thought Which Is Called I--is The Mould Into Which The World Is Poured Like Melted Wax.

The Passages Of Shakespeare That We Most Prize Were Never Quoted Until Within This Century.

I Suppose You Could Never Explain To The Most Ingenous Molusk That Such A Creature As A Whale Existed.