I know that we often tremble at an empty terror; yet the false fancy brings a real misery.

Forgiveness is the finding again of a lost possession.

Have Hope. Though clouds environs now, And gladness hides her face in scorn, Put thou the shadow from thy brow, - No night but hath its morn.

It is only through the morning gate of the beautiful that you can penetrate into the realm of knowledge. That which we feel here as beauty we shall one day know as truth.

Satisfied if they themselves can escape from the hard labour of thought, they willingly abandon to others the guardianship of their thoughts.

Man, living, feeling man, is the easy sport of the over-mastering present.

The world's history is constant, like the laws of nature, and simple, like the souls of men. The same conditions continually produce the same results.