Children are never too tender to be whipped. Like tough beefsteaks, the more you beat them, the more tender they become.

And travellers, now, within that valley, Through the red-litten windows see Vast forms, that move fantastically To a discordant melody, While, like a ghastly rapid river, Through the pale door A hideous throng rush out forever And laugh — but smile no more.

The pioneers and missionaries of religion have been the real cause of more trouble and war than all other classes of mankind.

The eye, like a shattered mirror, multiplies the images of sorrow

We gave the Future to the winds, and slumbered tranquilly in the Present, weaving the dull world around us into dreams.

-ev'n with us the breath Of Science dims the mirror of our joy.

When, indeed, men speak of Beauty, they mean, precisely, not a quality, as is supposed, but an effect - they refer, in short, just to that intense and pure elevation of soul - not of intellect, or of heart.