Toil, feel, think, hope; you will be sure to dream enough before you die, without arranging for it.
Like earth, awake, and warm, and bright With joy the spirit moves and burns; So up to thee! O Fount of Light! Our light returns.
An unproductive truth is none. But there are products which cannot be weighed even in patent scales, nor brought to market.
Language. By this we build pyramids, fight battles, ordain and administer laws, shape and teach religion, and knit man to man, cultivate each other, and ourselves.
Of all the tyrants the world affords, our own affections are the fiercest lords.
Every fancy that we would substitute for a reality is, if we saw aright, and saw the whole, not only false, but every way less beautiful and excellent than that which we sacrifice to it.
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