The Soul Of The Great

When The Intellect And Affections Are In Harmony; When Intellectual Consciousness Is Calm And Deep; Inspiration Will Not Be Confounded With Fancy.

I Am Suffocated And Lost When I Have Not The Bright Feeling Of Progression.

Next To Invention Is The Power Of Interpreting Invention; Next To Beauty The Power Of Appreciating Beauty.

There Is Some Danger Lest There Be No Real Religion In The Heart Which Craves Too Much Daily Sympathy.

The Mind Is Not, I Know, A Highway, But A Temple, And Its Doors Should Not Be Carelessly Left Open.