Language Is Fossil Poetry.

The Health Of The Eye Demands A Horizon.

When At Last In A Race A New Principle Appears, An Idea--that Conserves It; Ideas Only Save Races.

The Power Of A Man Increases Steadily By Continuance In One Direction. He Becomes Acquainted With The Resistances And With His Own Tools; Increases His Skill And Strength And Learns The Favorable Moments And Favorable Accidents.

Every Stoic Was A Stoic; But In Christendom Where Is The Christian?

Bonaparte Knew But One Merit, And Rewarded In One And The Same Way The Good Soldier, The Good Astronomer, The Good Poet, The Good Player.