The man of genius inspires us with a boundless confidence in our own powers. |
The man who can make hard things easy is the educator |
The man who has seen the rising moon break out of the clouds at midnight has been present like an archangel at the creation of light and of the world |
The manly part is to do with might and main what you can do |
The mark of the man of the world is absence of pretension. He does not make a speech; he takes a low business-tone, avoids all brag, is nobody, dresses plainly, promises not at all, performs much, speaks in monosyllables, hugs his fact. He calls his employment by its lowest name, and so takes from evil tongues their sharpest weapon. His conversation clings to the weather and the news, yet he allows himself to be surprised into thought, and the unlocking of his learning and philosophy. |
The martyr cannot be dishonored. Every lash inflicted is a tongue of fame; every prison a more illustrious abode. |
The masses have no habit of self reliance or original action. |
The maxim of the tyrant, 'If you would rule the world quietly, you must keep it amused |
The measure of a great leader, is their success in bringing everyone around to their opinion twenty years later. |
The measure of a master is his success in bringing all men round to his opinion twenty years later |
The method of nature: who could ever analyze it? |
The mind does not create what it perceives, any more than the eye creates the rose |
The miracles of genius always rest on profound convictions which refuse to be analyzed. |
The mob is man voluntarily descending to the nature of the beast. Its fit hour of activity is night. Its actions are insane like its whole constitution. It persecutes a principle; it would whip a right; it would tar and feather justice, by inflicting fire and outrage upon the houses and persons of those who have these. It resembles the prank of boys, who run with fire-engines to put out the ruddy aurora streaming to the stars. |
The moment we indulge our affections, the earth is metamorphosed, there is no winter and no night; all tragedies, all ennui, vanish, - all duties even |