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Genius Hath Electric Power Which Earth Can Never Tame.

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Law Is Not Law, If It Violates The Principles Of Eternal Justice.

A Great Mind Can Attend To Little Things, But A Little Mind Cannot Attend To Great Things.

There Have Always Been A Large Class Of Thinkers Who Deny That The World Makes Any Progress. They Say We Move In A Circle; That Evils Are Never Conquered, But Only Change Their Forms.

The Excess Of All Good Things Is Mischievous.

None Speak Of The Bravery, The Might, Or The Intellect Of Jesus; But The Devil Is Always Imagined As A Being Of Acute Intellect, Political Cunning, And The Fiercest Courage. These Universal And Instinctive Tendencies Of The Human Mind Reveal Much.

Love Is The Divine Quality That Everywhere Produces And Restores Life. To Each And Every One Of Us, It Gives The Power Of Working Miracles If We Will.

England May As Well Dam Up The Waters Of The Nile With Bulrushes As To Fetter The Step Of Freedom, More Proud And Firm In This Youthful Land Than Where She Treads The Sequestered Glens Of Scotland, Or Couches Herself Among The Magnificent Mountains Of Switzerland.

Over The River And Through The Wood, To Grandfather's House We Go; The Horse Knows The Way To Carry The Sleigh, Through The White And Drifted Snow.

In The First Place, The Government Ought Not To Be Invested With Power To Control The Affections, Any More Than The Consciences Of Citizens. A Man Has At Least As Good A Right To Choose His Wife, As He Has To Choose His Religion. His Taste May Not Suit His Neighbors; But So Long As His Deportment Is Correct, They Have No Right To Interfere With His Concerns.

They [slaves] Have Stabbed Themselves For Freedom-jumped Into The Waves For Freedom-starved For Freedom-fought Like Very Tigers For Freedom! But They Have Been Hung, And Burned, And Shot-and Their Tyrants Have Been Their Historians!

I Keep Working Because I Am Quite Sure That No Particle Of Goodness Or Truth Is Ever Really Lost, However Appearances May Be To The Contrary.

But Men Never Violate The Laws Of God Without Suffering The Consequences, Sooner Or Later.

I Think Every Individual, And Every Society, Is Perfected Just In Proportion To The Combination, And Cooperation, Of Masculine And Feminine Elements Of Character. He Is The Most Perfect Man Who Is Affectionate As Well As Intellectual; And She Is The Most Perfect Woman Who Is Intellectual As Well As Affectionate. Every Art And Science Becomes More Interesting, Viewed Both From The Masculine And Feminine Points Of View.

The Civilization Of Any Country May Always Be Measured By The Degree Of Equality Between Men And Women; And Society Will Never Come Truly Into Order Until There Is Perfect Equality And Copartnership Between Them In Every Department Of Human Life.

There Was A Time When All These Things Would Have Passed Me By, Like The Flitting Figures Of A Theatre, Sufficient For The Amusement Of An Hour. But Now, I Have Lost The Power Of Looking Merely On The Surface.

We First Crush People To The Earth, And Then Claim The Right Of Trampling On Them Forever, Because They Are Prostrate.

That A Majority Of Women Do Not Wish For Any Important Change In Their Social And Civil Condition, Merely Proves That They Are The Unreflecting Slaves Of Custom.

To Everything There Is A Bright Side And A Dark Side; And I Hold It To Be Unwise, Unphilosophic, Unkind To Others, And Unhealthy For One's Own Soul, To Form The Habit Of Looking On The Dark Side. Cheerfulness Is To The Spiritual Atmosphere What Sunshine Is To The Earthly Landscape. I Am Resolved To Cherish Cheerfulness With Might And Main.

The Cure For All The Ills And Wrongs, The Cares, The Sorrows, And The Crimes Of Humanity, All Lie In The One Word 'love'. It Is The Divine Vitality That Everywhere Produces And Restores Life.

Philosophy And The Arts Are But A Manifestation Of The Intelligible Ideas That Move The Public Mind; And Thus They Become Visible Images Of The Nations Whence They Emanate.

All Who Strive To Live For Something Beyond Mere Selfish Aims Find Their Capacities For Doing Good Very Inadequate To Their Aspirations. They Do So Much Less Than They Want To Do, And So Much Less Than They, At The Outset, Expected To Do, That Their Lives, Viewed Retrospectively, Inevitably Look Like Failure.

Avoid The Necessity Of A Physician, If You Can, By Careful Attention To Your Diet. Eat What Best Agrees With Your System, And Resolutely Abstain From What Hurts You, However Well You May Like It. A Few Days' Abstinence, And Cold Water For A Beverage, Has Driven Off Many An Approaching Disease.

In The First Place, An Unjust Law Exists In This Commonwealth, By Which Marriages Between Persons Of Different Color Is Pronounced Illegal. I Am Perfectly Aware Of The Gross Ridicule To Which I May Subject Myself By Alluding To This Particular; But I Have Lived Too Long, And Observed Too Much, To Be Disturbed By The World's Mockery.

A Reformer Is One Who Sets Forth Cheerfully Toward Sure Defeat.

You Find Yourself Refreshed In The Presence Of Cheerful People. Why Not Make An Honest Effort To Confer That Pleasure On Others? Half The Battle Is Gained If You Never Allow Yourself To Say Anything Gloomy.

The Rarest Attainment Is To Grow Old Happily And Gracefully.

Whoso Does Not See That Genuine Life Is A Battle And A March Has Poorly Read His Origin And His Destiny.

Childhood Itself Is Scarcely More Lovely Than A Cheerful, Kindly, Sunshiny Old Age.

The Boughs Of No Two Trees Ever Have The Same Arrangement. Nature Always Produces Individuals; She Never Produces Classes.

If We Really Believed That Those Who Are Gone From Us Were As Truly Alive As Ourselves, We Could Not Invest The Subject With Such Awful Depth Of Gloom As We Do. If We Could Imbue Our Children With Distinct Faith In Immortality, We Should Never Speak Of People As Dead, But Passed Into Another World. We Should Speak Of The Body As A Cast-off Garment, Which The Wearer Had Outgrown; Consecrated Indeed By The Beloved Being That Used It For A Season, But Of No Value Within Itself.

Misfortune Is Never Mournful To The Soul That Accepts It; For Such Do Always See That Every Cloud Is An Angel's Face. Every Man Deems That He Has Precisely The Trials And Temptations Which Are The Hardest Of All Others For Him To Bear; But They Are So, Simply Because They Are The Very Ones He Most Needs.

No Music Is So Pleasant To My Ears As That Word-father.

It Is My Mission To Help In The Breaking Down Of Classes, And To Make All Men Feel As If They Were Brethren Of The Same Family, Sharing The Same Rights, The Same Capabilities, And The Same Responsibilities. While My Hand Can Hold A Pen, I Will Use It To This End; And While My Brain Can Earn A Dollar, I Will Devote It To This End.

Make People Happy And There Will Not Be Half The Quarreling, Or A Tenth Part Of The Wickedness There Now Is.

Genius Hath Electric Power Which Earth Can Never Tame.

I Will Work In My Own Way, According To The Light That Is In Me.

It Is Impossible To Exaggerate The Evil Work Theology Has Done In The World.

Happiness Consists Not In Having Much, But In Wanting No More Than You Have.

Yours For The Unshackled Exercise Of Every Faculty By Every Human Being.

Even If Nothing Worse Than Wasted Mental Effort Could Be Laid To The Charge Of Theology, That Alone Ought To Be Sufficient To Banish It From The Earth ... What A Vast Amount Of Labour And Learning Has Been Expended, As Uselessly As Emptying Shallow Puddles Into Sieves! How Much Intellect Has Been Employed Mousing After Texts, To Sustain Preconceived Doctrines!

Work! Work! That Is My Unfailing Cure For All Troubles.

Thy Treasures Of Gold Are Dim With The Blood Of The Hearts Thou Hast Sold; Thy Home May Be Lovely, But Round It I Hear The Crack Of The Whip, And The Footsteps Of Fear.

Affectation Is Fond Of Making A Greater Show Than Reality. ... Nature And Truth Have Never Learned To Blow The Trumpet, And Never Will.

Our Republican Ideas Cannot Be Consistently Carried Out While Women Are Excluded From Any Share In The Government. ... Any Class Of Human Beings To Whom A Position Of Perpetual Subordination Is Assigned, However Much They May Be Petted And Flattered, Must Inevitably Be Dwarfed, Morally And Intellectually.

Woman Stock Is Rising In The Market. I Shall Not Live To See Women Vote, But I'll Come And Rap On The Ballot Box.

Neither Lemonade Nor Anything Else Can Prevent The Inroads Of Old Age. At Present, I Am Stoical Under Its Advances, And Hope I Shall Remain So. I Have But One Prayer At Heart; And That Is, To Have My Faculties So Far Preserved That I Can Be Useful, In Some Way Or Other, To The Last.

Nature Made Us Individuals, As She Did The Flowers And The Pebbles; But We Are Afraid To Be Peculiar, And So Our Society Resembles A Bag Of Marbles, Or A String Of Mold Candles. Why Should We All Dress After The Same Fashion? The Frost Never Paints My Windows Twice Alike.

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It Is Wonderful How Shy Even Liberal Ministers Generally Are About Trusting People With The Plain Truth Concerning Their Religion. They Want To Veil It In A Supernatural Haze. They Are Very Reluctant To Part With The Old Idea That God Has Given To Jews And Christians A Peculiar Monopoly Of Truth. It Is A Selfish View Of God's Government Of The World, And It Is Time That We Knew Enough To Outgrow It.

Every Human Being Has, Like Socrates, An Attendant Spirit; And Wise Are They Who Obey Its Signals. If It Does Not Always Tell Us What To Do, It Always Cautions Us What Not To Do.

An Effort Made For The Happiness Of Others Lifts Above Ourselves.

That Man's Best Works Should Be Such Bungling Imitations Of Nature's Infinite Perfection, Matters Not Much; But That He Should Make Himself An Imitation, This Is The Fact Which Nature Moans Over, And Deprecates Beseechingly. Be Spontaneous, Be Truthful, Be Free, And Thus Be Individuals! Is The Song She Sings Through Warbling Birds, And Whispering Pines, And Roaring Waves, And Screeching Winds.

Prejudices Of All Kinds Have Their Strongest Holds In The Minds Of The Vulgar And The Ignorant.

Ah, My Friend, That Is The Only True Church Organization, When Heads And Hearts Unite In Working For The Welfare Of The Human Race!

It Is Right Noble To Fight With Wickedness And Wrong; The Mistake Is In Supposing That Spiritual Evil Can Be Overcome By Physical Means.

The Great Difficulty In Education Is That We Give Rules Instead Of Inspiring Sentiments. ... It Is Not Possible To Make Rules Enough To Apply To All Manner Of Cases; And If It Were Possible, A Child Would Soon Forget Them. But If You Inspire Him With Right Feelings, They Will Govern His Actions.

I Do Not Know How The Affair At Canterbury Is Generally Considered; But I Have Heard Individuals Of All Parties And All Opinions Speak Of It And Never Without Merriment Or Indignation. Fifty Years Hence, The Black Laws Of Connecticut Will Be A Greater Source Of Amusement To The Antiquarian, Than Her Famous Blue Laws.

[u]sefulness Is Happiness, And... All Other Things Are But Incidental.

Making A Difference

I Was Gravely Warned By Some Of My Female Acquaintances That No Woman Could Expect To Be Regarded As A Lady After She Had Written A Book.

Flowers Have Spoken To Me More Than I Can Tell In Written Words. They Are The Hieroglyphics Of Angels, Loved By All Men For The Beauty Of Their Character, Though Few Can Decipher Even Fragments Of Their Meaning.

The Old Men Gazed On Them In Their Loveliness, And Turned Away With That Deep And Painful Sigh, Which The Gladness Of Childhood, And Thetransient Beauty Of Youth, Are So Apt To Awaken In The Bosom Of The Aged.

Reverence Is The Highest Quality Of Man's Nature; And That Individual, Or Nation, Which Has It Slightly Developed, Is So Far Unfortunate. It Is A Strong Spiritual Instinct, And Seeks To Form Channels For Itself Where None Exists; Thus Americans, In The Dearth Of Other Objects To Worship, Fall To Worshiping Themselves.

Genius Hath Electric Power; Which Earth Can Never Tame; Bright Suns May Scorch And Dark Clouds Lower; Its Flash Is Still The Same.

The United States Is A Warning Rather Than An Example To The World.

Birds And Beasts Have In Fact Our Own Nature, Flattened A Semi-tone.

The Laws Of Our Being Are Such That We Must Perform Some Degree Of Use In The World, Whether We Intend It, Or Not; But We Can Deprive Ourselves Of Its Indwelling Joy, By Acting Entirely From The Love Of Self.

So Easy It Is To See The Errors Of Past Ages, So Difficult To Acknowledge Our Own!

Belief In Oneself Is One Of The Most Important Bricks In Building Any Successful Venture.

The Existence Of Very Pious Feelings, In Conjunction With Intolerance, Cruelty, And Selfish Policy, Has Never Ceased To Surprise And Perplex Those Who Have Viewed It Calmly From A Distance. ... It Is Impossible To Exaggerate The Evil Work Theology Has Done In The World. What Destruction Of The Beautiful Monuments Of Past Ages, What Waste Of Life, What Disturbance Of Domestic And Social Happiness, What Perverted Feelings, What Blighted Hearts, Have Always Marked Its Baneful Progress!

Home - That Blessed Word, Which Opens To The Human Heart The Most Perfect Glimpse Of Heaven, And Helps To Carry It Thither, As On An Angel's Wings.

Even If Nothing Worse Than Wasted Mental Effort Could Be Laid To The Charge Of Theology, That Alone Ought To Be Sufficient To Banish It From The Earth, As One Of The Worst Enemies Of Mankind.

Blessed Indeed Is The Man Who Hears Many Gentle Voices Call Him Father.

Misfortune Is Never Mournful To The Soul That Accepts It; For Such Do Always See That Every Cloud Is An Angel's Face.

A Human Heart Can Never Grow Old If It Takes A Lively Interest In The Pairing Of Birds, The Reproduction Of Flowers, And The Changing Tints Of Autumn Leaves.

I Think We Have Reason To Thank God For Abraham Lincoln. With All His Deficiencies, It Must Be Admitted That He Has Grown Continually.

We Must Not Forget That All Great Revolutions And Reformations Would Look Mean And Meagre If Examined In Detail As They Occurred At The Time.

Not In Vain Is Ireland Pouring Itself All Over The Earth. The Irish, With Their Glowing Hearts And Reverent Credulity, Are Needed In This Cold Age Of Intellect And Skepticism.

The Eye Of Genius Has Always A Plaintive Expression, And Its Natural Language Is Pathos.

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