Surely Everyone Is Aware Of The Divine

Thou Hast The Keys Of Paradise, Oh, Just, Subtle, And Mighty Opium!

Here Was The Secret Of Happiness, About Which Philosophers Had Disputed For So Many Ages, At Once Discovered; Happiness Might Now Be Bought For A Penny, And Carried In The Waistcoat-pocket; Portable Ecstasies Might Be Had Corked Up In A Pint-bottle; And Peace Of Mind Could Be Sent Down By The Mail.

The Mere Understanding, However Useful And Indispensable, Is The Meanest Faculty In The Human Mind And The Most To Be Distrusted.

I Feel That There Is No Such Thing As Ultimate Forgetting; Traces Once Impressed Upon The Memory Are Indestructible.

There Is A Necessity For A Regulating Discipline Of Exercise That, Whilst Evoking The Human Energies, Will Not Suffer Them To Be Wasted.