'Tis pleasant, sure, to see one's name in print; A book's a book, although there's nothing in it.
Category: Books And Reading
It is by far the most elegant worship, hardly excepting the Greek mythology. What with incense, pictures, statues, altars, shrines, relics, and the real presence, confession, absolution, -- there is something sensible to grasp at. Besides, it leaves no possibility of doubt; for those who swallow their Deity, really and truly, in transubstantiation, can hardly find any thing else otherwise than easy of digestion.
The lapse of ages changes all things -- time, language, the earth, the bounds of the sea, the stars of the sky, and every thing ''about, around, and underneath'' man, except man himself.
Out of chaos God made a world, and out of high passions comes a people.
I have a great mind to believe in Christianity for the mere pleasure of fancying I may be damned.
Category: Christians And Christianity
Men are the sport of circumstances when it seems circumstances are the sport of men.
This place is the Devil, or at least his principal residence, they call it the University, but any other appellation would have suited it much better, for study is the last pursuit of the society; the Master eats, drinks, and sleeps, the Fellows drink, dispute and pun, the employments of the undergraduates you will probably conjecture without my description.
Category: Colleges And Universities
The dew of compassion is a tear.
Her great merit is finding out mine -- there is nothing so amiable as discernment.
No ear can hear nor tongue can tell the tortures of the inward hell!
There's naught, no doubt, so much the spirit calms as rum and true religion.
What an antithetical mind! -- tenderness, roughness -- delicacy, coarseness -- sentiment, sensuality -- soaring and groveling, dirt and deity -- all mixed up in that one compound of inspired clay!
Why I came here, I know not; where I shall go it is useless to inquire -- in the midst of myriads of the living and the dead worlds, stars, systems, infinity, why should I be anxious about an atom?
O Gold! I still prefer thee unto paper, which makes bank credit like a bark of vapor.
Oh! too convincing -- dangerously dear -- In woman's eye the unanswerable tear!
Category: Cries And Crying