A soul without reflection, like a pile
Without inhabitant, to ruin runs.

A soul without reflection, like a pile
Without inhabitant, to ruin runs.

Let the "Tribune" put all this in its pipe and smoke it.

Let the "Tribune" put all this in its pipe and smoke it.

Inside an oasis, there are many little deserts.

Inside an oasis, there are many little deserts.

Knowledge of the self is the mother of all knowledge. So it is
incumbent on me to know my read more

Knowledge of the self is the mother of all knowledge. So it is
incumbent on me to know my self, to know it completely, to know
its minutiae, its characteristics, its subtleties, and its very
atoms.

There are two distinct classes of what are called thoughts: those that we produce in ourselves by reflection and the read more

There are two distinct classes of what are called thoughts: those that we produce in ourselves by reflection and the act of thinking, and those that bolt into the mind of their own accord

Can the believing husband in Heaven be happy with his unbelieving wife in Hell? Can the believing father in Heaven read more

Can the believing husband in Heaven be happy with his unbelieving wife in Hell? Can the believing father in Heaven be happy with his unbelieving children in Hell? Can the loving wife in Heaven be happy with her unbelieving husband in Hell? I tell

The solitary side of our nature demands leisure for reflection
upon subjects on which the dash and whirl of read more

The solitary side of our nature demands leisure for reflection
upon subjects on which the dash and whirl of daily business, so
long as its clouds rise thick about us, forbid the intellect to
fasten itself.

The beginning of love is to let those we love be perfectly themselves, and not to twist them to fit read more

The beginning of love is to let those we love be perfectly themselves, and not to twist them to fit our own image. Otherwise we love only the reflection of ourselves we find in them.

There are two sides to every coin

There are two sides to every coin