Fancy Brings Us As Many Vain Hopes

Possession, It Is True, Crowns Exertion With Rest; But It Is Only In The Illusions Of Fancy That It Has Power To Charm Us.

To Inquire And To Create; These Are The Grand Centres Around Which All Human Pursuits Revolve, Or At Least To These Objects Do They All More Or Less Directly Refer.

Government, Religion, Property, Books, Are Nothing But The Scaffolding To Build Men. Earth Holds Up To Her Master No Fruit Like The Finished Man.

Man Is More Disposed To Domination Than Freedom; And A Structure Of Dominion Not Only Gladdens The Eye Of The Master Who Rears And Protects It, But Even Its Servants Are Uplifted By The Thought That They Are Members Of A Whole, Which Rises High Above The Life And Strength Of Single Generations.

Only What We Have Wrought Into Our Character During Life Can We Take With Us.