Occupation was one of the pleasures of paradise, and we cannot be happy without it.

Reputation being essentially contemporaneous, is always at the mercy of the Envious and the Ignorant. But Fame, whose very birth is posthumous, and which is only known to exist by the echo of its footsteps through congenial minds, can neither be increased nor diminished by any degree of wilfulness.

Occupation was one of the pleasures of paradise, and we cannot be happy without it.

Of how many women might the history be comprised in those few words - 'she lived, suffered, and was buried'!

He that seeks popularity in art closes the door on his own genius: as he must needs paint for other minds, and not for his own.

A man may be as much a fool from the want of sensibility as the want of sense.

Out of the attempt to harmonize our actual life with our aspirations, our experience with our faith, we make poetry, - or, it may be, religion.