Nothing dies so hard, or rallies so often as intolerance.
It is the end of art to inoculate men with the love of nature. But those who have a psssion for nature in the natural way, need no pictures nor gallereies. Spring is their designer, and the whole year their artist.
Conceited men often seem a harmless kind of men, who, by an overweening self-respect, relieve others from the duty of respecting them at all.
It is defeat that turns bone to flint; it is defeat that turns gristle to muscle; it is defeat that makes men invincible. Do not then be afraid of defeat. You are never so near to victory as when defeated in a good cause.
God’s providence is on the side of clear heads.
It is defeat that turns bone to flint, gristle to muscle, and makes men invincible.
Living is death; dying is life. We are not what we appear to be. On this side of the grave we are exiles, on that citizens; on this side orphans, on that children;.
There was never a person who did anything worth doing that he did not receive more than he gave.
There is no greater crime than to stand between a man and his development; to take any law or institution and put it around him like a collar, and fasten it there, so that as he grows and enlarges, he presses against it till he suffocates and dies.
Fear secretes acids; but love and trust are sweet juices.
Our moral faculties must be placed highest, else they can no more flourish than could a plant growing under the shade and drip of trees.
A man that puts himself on the ground of moral principle, if the whole world be against him, is mightier than all of them.
A man that has lost moral sense is like a man in battle with both of his legs shot off: he has nothing to stand on.
There is no true and abiding morality that is not founded in religion.
A man should fear when he enjoys only the good he does publicly. Is it not, publicity rather than charity, which he loves? Is it not vanity, rather than benevolence, that gives such charities?
Some have supposed that the mosquito is of a devout turn, and never will partake of a meal without first saying grace. The devotions of some men are but a preface to blood-sucking.
The Bible is like a telescope. If a man looks through his telescope, then he sees worlds beyond; but, if he looks at his telescope, then he does not see anything but that.
Liberty is the soul’s right to breathe.
At the bottom of every leaf-stem is a cradle, and in it is an infant germ; the winds will rock it, the birds will sing to it all summer long, but the next season it will unfold and go alone.
Flattery is praise insincerely given for an interested purpose.