Adhesion to one idea is monomania; to few, slavery.

Sensitiveness is closely allied to egotism; and excessive sensibility is only another name for morbid self-consciousness. The cure for tender sensibilities is to make more of our objects and less of our selves.

Pure motives do not insure perfect results.

Panic is a sudden desertion of us, and a going over to the enemy of our imagination.

A sound discretion is not so much indicated by never making a mistake as by never repeating it.

Intellectually, as politically, the direction of all true progress is towards greater freedom, and along an endless succession of ideas.

There will always be romance in the world so long as there are young hearts in it.