Neatness begets order; but from order to taste there is the same difference as from taste to genius, or from love to friendship.

Trust not him with your secrets, who, when left alone in your room, turns over your papers.

The public seldom forgive twice.

Let none turn over books, or roam the stars in quest of God, who sees him not in man.

He who meanly admires mean things is a Snob.

Unfortunately, goodness and honor are rather the exception than the rule among exceptional men, not to speak of geniuses.

There should be a sympathy with freedom, a desire to give it scope, founded not upon visionary ideas, but upon the long experience of many generations within t…