Genius is the service of the whole race, as the normal intellect is the service of the individual.
The proportion of genius to the vulgar, is like one to a million. To compare useful people with geniuses, is to compare brick with diamond.
Every man has a genius for something, a native ability which needs only some development to make its prossessor successful, perhaps distinguished.
Every one excels in something in which others fail.
Genius consists in an exagggerated development of one faculty at the expense of others.
Every man who observes vigilanty and resolves steadfastly, grows unconsciously into genius.
How many a rustic Minton has passed by, stifling the speechless longings of his heart, to mold a pin or fabricate a nail.
Genius runs smoothly, it is the baser melat of the world that makes the noise.