What A Sublime Doctrine It Is, That

Great Minds Are To Make Others Great. Their Superiority Is To Be Used, Not To Break The Multitude To Intellectual Vassalage, Not To Establish Over Them A Spiritual Tyranny, But To Rouse Them From Lethargy, And To Aid Them To Judge For Themselves.

Poetry Reveals To Us The Loveliness Of Nature, Brings Back The Freshness Of Youthful Feelings, Reviews The Relish Of Simple Pleasures, Keeps Unquenched The Enthusiasm Which Warmed The Springtime Of Our Being, Refines Youthful Love, Strengthens Our Interest In Human Mature, By Vivid Delineations Of Its Tenderest And Softest Feelings, And Through The Brightness Of Its Prophetic Visions, Helps Faith To Lay Hold On The Future Life.

An Earnest Purpose Finds Time, Or Makes It. It Seizes On Spare Moments, And Turns Fragments To Golden Account.

The Best Books For A Man Are Not Always Those Which The Wise Recommend, But Often Those Which Meet The Peculiar Wants, The Natural Thirst Of His Mind, And Therefore Awaken Interest And Rivet Thought.

The World Is To Be Carried Forward By Truth, Which At First Offends, Which Wins Its Way By Degrees, Which The Many Hate And Would Rejoice To Crush.