It is rash to intrude upon the piety of others: both the depth and the grace of it elude the stranger.

Language is like money, without which specific relative values may well exist and be felt, but cannot be reduced to a common denominator.

Heaven is to be at peace with things.

Happiness is impossible, and even inconceivable, to a mind without scope and without pause, a mind driven by craving, pleasure, or fear. To be happy, you must be reasonable, or you must be tamed. You must have taken the measure of your powers, tasted the fruits of your passion, and learned your place in the world and what things in it can really serve you. To be happy, you must be wise.

Tomes of aesthetic criticism hang on a few moments of real delight and intuition.

The Fates, like an absent-minded printer, seldom allow a single line to stand perfect and unmarred.

Science is nothing but developed perception, interpreted intent, common sense rounded out and minutely articulated.