For What Avail The Plough Or Sail,

We Are Sure That, Though We Know Not How, Necessity Does Comport With Liberty, The Individual With The World, My Polarity With Thespirit Of The Times. The Riddle Of The Age Has For Each A Private Solution.

Character Is An Invincible Force, Which Acts By Presence And Without Means

We Are As Much Informed Of A Writer's Genius By What He Selects As By What He Originates.

I Wish That Friendship Should Have Feet, As Well As Eyes And Eloquence. It Must Plant Itself On The Ground, Before It Vaults Overthe Moon. I Wish It To Be A Little Of A Citizen, Before It Is Quite A Cherub.

One Idea Lights A Thousand Candles.