Many a crown shines spotless now that yet was deeply sullied in the winning.
In a narrow circle the mind contracts. Man grows with his expanded needs.
It is easy to give advice from a port of safety.
Utility is the great idol of the age, to which all powers must do service and all talents swear allegiance. In this great balance of utility, the spiritual service of art has no weight, and, deprived of all encouragement, it vanishes from the noisy Vanity Fair of our time.
O jealousy! thou magnifier of trifles.
This is the curse of an evil deed, that it incites and must bring forth more evil.