I think I should have no other mortal wants, if I could always have plenty of music.

The beginning of compunction is the beginning of a new life.

and we must learn to accommodate ourselves to the discovery that some of those cunningly-fashioned instruments called human souls have only a very limited range of music, and will not vibrate in the least under a touch that fills others with tremulous rapture or quivering agony.

Adventure is not outside man; it is within.

How lovely the little river is, with its dark changing wavelets! It seems to me like a living companion while I wander along the bank, and listen to its low, placid voice.

It’s rather a strong check to one’s self-complacency to find how much of one’s right doing depends on not being in want of money.

If we use common words on a great occasion, they are the more striking, because they are felt at once to have a particular meaning, like old banners, or everyday clothes, hung up in a sacred place.