Every Man Has A Vocation. The Talent

We Say That Every Man Is Entitled To Be Valued By His Best Moment. We Measure Our Friends So. We Know, They Have Intervals Of Folly, Whereof We Take No Heed, But Wait The Reappearings Of The Genius, Which Are Sure And Beautiful.

Today Is A King In Disguise.

Wherever We Go, Whatever We Do, Self Is The Sole Subject We Study And Learn.

The Modernness Of All Good Books Seems To Give Men An Existence As Wide As Man.

What Is A Man Born For But To Be A Reformer, A Remaker Of What Has Been Made, A Denouncer Of Lies, A Restorer Of Truth And Good?