All The Great Ages Have Been Ages

Society Never Advances. It Recedes As Fast On One Side As It Gains On The Other. It Undergoes Continual Changes: It Is Barbarous, It Is Civilized, It Is Rich, It Is Scientific; But This Change Is Not Amelioration. For Every Thing That Is Given, Something Else Is Taken. Society Acquires New Arts And Loses Old Instincts.

Wherever A Man Comes, There Comes Revolution. The Old Is For Slaves.

As Picture Teaches The Colouring, So Sculpture The Anatomy Of Form.

Every Mind Must Make Its Choice Between Truth And Repose. It Cannot Have Both.

A Good Intention But Fixed And Resolute - Bent On High And Holy Ends, We Shall Find Means To Them On Every Side And At Every Moment; And Even Obstacles And Opposition Will But Make Us "like The Fabled Specter-ships," Which Sail The Fastest In The Very Teeth Of The Wind.