"A man builds a fine house; and now he has a master, and a task for life: he is to furnish, watch, show it, and keep it in repair, the rest of his days."

"Can anybody remember when the times were not hard and money not scarce?"

"The days .... come and go like muffled and veiled figures, sent from a distant friendly party; but they say nothing, and if we do not use the gifts they bring, they carry them as silently away."

"The ornament of a house is the friends who frequent it."

"The best university that can be recommended to a man of ideas is the gauntlet of the mobs."

"We boil at different degrees."

"God may forgive sins, he said, but awkwardness has no forgiveness in heaven or earth."

"Too busy with the crowded hour to fear to live or die."

"And every man, in love or pride, Of his fate is ever wide."

"And striving to be man, the worm Mounts through all the spires of form."

"What potent blood hath modest May!"

"A ruddy drop of manly blood The surging sea outweighs, The world uncertain comes and goes; The lover rooted stays."

"Some of your hurts you have cured, And the sharpest you still have survived, But what torments of grief you endured From evils which never arrived!"

"The music that can deepest reach, And cure all ill, is cordial speech."

"Ever from one who comes to-morrow Men wait their good and truth to borrow."

"In the vaunted works of Art The master stroke is Nature's part."

"They reckon ill who leave me out; When me they fly, I am the wings; I am the doubter and the doubt; And I the hymn the Brahmin sings."

"Far or forgot to me is near; Shadow and sunlight are the same; The vanished gods to me appear; And one to me are shame and fame."

"If the red slayer think he slays, Or if the slain think he is slain, They know not well the subtle ways I keep, and pass, and turn again."

"Though love repine, and reason chafe, There came a voice without reply, — "'T is man's perdition to be safe When for the truth he ought to die.""

"Obey the voice at eve obeyed at prime."

"It is time to be old, To take in sail: — The god of bounds, Who sets to seas a shore, Came to me in his fatal rounds, And said: 'No more!"

"Daughters of Time, the hypocritic Days, Muffled and dumb like barefoot dervishes, And marching single in an endless file, Bring diadems and fagots in their hands."

"For the prevision is allied Unto the thing so signified; Or say, the foresight that awaits Is the same Genius that creates."

"Deep in the man sits fast his fate To mould his fortunes, mean or great."

"Wilt thou seal up the avenues of ill? Pay every debt as if God wrote the bill."

"He thought it happier to be dead, To die for Beauty, than live for bread."

"Fear not, then, thou child infirm, There's no god dare wrong a worm."

"Born for success he seemed, With grace to win, with heart to hold, With shining gifts that took all eyes."

"Nor mourn the unalterable Days That Genius goes and Folly stays."

"England's genius filled all measure Of heart and soul, of strength and pleasure, Gave to the mind its emperor, And life was larger than before: Nor sequent centuries could hit Orbit and sum of Shakespeare's wit. The men who lived with him became Poets, for the air was fame."

"Whoever fights, whoever falls, Justice conquers evermore."

"So nigh is grandeur to our dust, So near is God to man, When Duty whispers low, Thou must, The youth replies, I can."

"I think no virtue goes with size; The reason of all cowardice Is, that men are overgrown, And, to be valiant, must come down To the titmouse dimension."

"United States! the ages plead, — Present and Past in under-song, — Go put your creed into your deed, Nor speak with double tongue."

"O tenderly the haughty day Fills his blue urn with fire; One morn is in the mighty heaven, And one in our desire."

"None shall rule but the humble, And none but Toil shall have."

"To-day unbind the captive, So only are ye unbound; Lift up a people from the dust, Trump of their rescue, sound!"

"God said, I am tired of kings, I suffer them no more; Up to my ear the morning brings The outrage of the poor."

"The young men were born with knives in their brain, a tendency to introversion, self-dissection, anatomizing of motives."

"The key to the period appeared to be that the mind had become aware of itself. Men grew reflective and intellectual. There was a new consciousness. The former generations acted under the belief that a shining social prosperity was the beatitude of man, and sacrificed uniformly the citizen to the State. The modern mind believed that the nation existed for the individual, for the guardianship and education of every man. This idea, roughly written in revolutions and national movements, in the mind of the philosopher had far more precision; the individual is the world. This perception is a sword such as was never drawn before. It divides and detaches bone and marrow, soul and body, yea, almost the man from himself. It is the age of severance, of dissociation, of freedom, of analysis, of detachment. Every man for himself. The public speaker disclaims speaking for any other; he answers only for himself. The social sentiments are weak; the sentiment of patriotism is weak; veneration is low; the natural affections feebler than they were. People grow philosophical about native land and parents and. relations. There is an universal resistance to ties rand ligaments once supposed essential to civil society. The new race is stiff, heady and rebellious; they are fanatics in freedom; they hate tolls, taxes, turnpikes, banks, hierarchies, governors, yea, almost laws. They have a neck of unspeakable tenderness; it winces at a hair. They rebel against theological as against political dogmas; against mediation, or saints, or any nobility in the unseen. The age tends to solitude. The association of the time is accidental and momentary and hypocritical, the detachment intrinsic and progressive. The association is for power, merely, — for means; the end being the enlargement and independency of the individual."

"There are always two parties, the party of the Past and the party of the Future: the Establishment and the Movement. At times the resistance is reanimated, the schism runs under the world and appears in Literature, Philosophy, Church, State and social customs."

"Fine manners need the support of fine manners in others."

"The alleged power to charm down insanity, or ferocity in beasts, is a power behind the eye."

"'Tis very certain that each man carries in his eye the exact indication of his rank in the immense scale of men, and we are always learning to read it. A complete man should need no auxiliaries to his personal presence."

"The highest compact we can make with our fellow, is, — "Let there be truth between us two forevermore"."

"Fine manners need the support of fine manners in others, and this is a gift interred only by the self."

"There is always a best way of doing everything, if it be to boil an egg. Manners are the happy ways of doing things; each once a stroke of genius or of love, — now repeated and hardened into usage. They form at last a rich varnish, with which the routine of life is washed, and its details adorned."

"I find men victims of illusion in all parts of life. Children, youths, adults, and old men, all are led by one bawble or another. Yoganidra, the goddess of illusion, Proteus, or Momus, or Gylfi's Mocking, — for the Power has many names, — is stronger than the Titans, stronger than Apollo."

"Whatever games are played with us, we must play no games with ourselves, but deal in our privacy with the last honesty and truth."