Fancy Brings Us As Many Vain Hopes

In The Moral World There Is Nothing Impossible If We Can Bring A Thorough Will To It. Man Can Do Everything With Himself, But He Must Not Attempt To Do Too Much With Others.

If It Were Not Somewhat Fanciful To Suppose That Every Human Excellence Is Presented, As It Were, In One Kind Of Being, We Might Believe That The Whole Treasure Of Morality And Order Is Enshrined In The Female Character.

Samskrit Is The Unsurpassed Zenith In The Whole Development Of Languages Yet Known To Us.

The Sensual And Spiritual Are Linked Together By A Mysterious Bond, Sensed By Our Emotions, Though Hidden From Our Eyes. To This Double Nature Of The Visible And Invisible World - To The Profound Longing For The Latter, Coupled With The Feeling Of The Sweet Necessity For The Former, We Owe All Sound And Logical Systems Of Philosophy, Truly Based On The Immutable Principles Of Our Nature, Just As From The Same Source Arise The Most Senseless Enthusiasms.

Trees Have About Them Something Beautiful And Attractive Even To The Fancy, Since They Cannot Change Their Places, Are Witnesses Of All The Changes That Take Place Around Them; And As Some Reach A Great Age, They Become, As It Were, Historical Monuments, And Like Ourselves They Have A Life, Growing And Passing Away, --not Being Inanimate And Unvarying Like The Fields And Rivers. One Sees Them Passing Through Various Stages, And At Last Step By Step Approaching Death, Which Makes Them Look Still More Like Ourselves.