Nothing leads to good that is not natural.

You have to go the rounds from individual to individual in order to gather the totality of the race.

Joy, in Nature's wide dominion, Mightiest cause of all is found; And 'tis joy that moves the pinion When the wheel of time goes round.

Time consecrates; and what is gray with age becomes religion.

No doubt the artist is the child of his time; but woe to him if he is also its disciple, or even its favorite.

As inclination changes, thus ebbs and flows the unstable tide of public judgment.

If you have never seen beauty in a moment of suffering, you have never seen beauty at all. If you have never seen joy in a beautiful face, you have never seen joy at all.