So to live is heaven; to make undying music in the world.

the mysterious complexity of our life is not to be embraced by maxims ... to lace ourselves up in formulas of that sort is to repress all the divine promptings and inspirations that spring from growing insight and sympathy.

One's self-satisfaction is an untaxed kind of property which it is very unpleasant to find deprecated.

autobiography at least saves a man or woman that the world is curious about from the publication of a string of mistakes called 'Memoirs.

Ignorance gives one a large range of probabilities.

... it is one thing to like defiance, and another thing to like its consequences.

Mysterious haunts of echoes old and far, The voice divine of human loyalty.