Remember that every drop of rain that falls bears into the bosom of the earth a quality of beautiful fertility.

Good writers are of necessity rare.

A man may be buoyed up by the efflation of his wild desires to brave any imaginable peril; but he cannot calmly see one he loves braving the same peril; simply because he cannot feel within turn that which prompts another. He sees the danger, and feels not the power that is to overcome it.

Insincerity is always weakness; sincerity even in error is strength.

Language, after all, is only the use of symbols, and Art also can only affect us through symbols.

Imagination is not the exclusive appanage of artists, but belongs in varying degrees to all men.

It is unhappily true that much insincere Literature and Art, executed solely with a view to effect, does succeed by deceiving the public.