Eloquence Dwells Quite As Much In The

Man, It Seems, Is Not Able To Bear The Languid Rest On Nature's Bosom, And When The Trumpet Sounds The Signal Of Danger, He Hastens To Join His Comrades, No Matter What The Cause That Calls Him To Arms. He Rushes Into The Thickest Of The Fight, And Amid The Uproar Of The Battle Regains Confidence In Himself And His Powers.

Love Is The Enchanted Dawn Of Every Heart.

Man, Man, Is Thy Brother, And Thy Father Is God.

It Is Admirable To Die The Victim Of One's Faith; It Is Sad To Die The Dupe Of One's Ambition.

The Photographer Will Never Replace The Painter; One Is A Man, The Other A Machine. Let Us Compare Them No Longer. (1848)