Truth has rough flavours if we bite it through.

For character too is a process and an unfoldingamong our valued friends is there not someone or other who is a little too self confident and disdainful; whose distinguished mind is a little spotted with commonness; who is a little pinched here and protruberent there with native prejudices; or whose better energies are liable to lapse down the wrong channel under the influence of transient solicitations?

I can't bear fishing. I think people look like fools sitting watching a line hour after hour-or else throwing and throwing, and catching nothing.

Here undoubtedly lies the chief poetic energy: - in the force of imagination that pierces or exalts the solid fact, instead of floating among cloud-pictures.

What destroys us most effectively is not a malign fate but our own capacity for self-deception and for degrading our own best self.

One soweth and another reapeth is a verity that applies to evil as well as good.

... the true seeing is within; and painting stares at you with an insistent imperfection.