Oxford, the paradise of dead philosophies.

Before you contradict an old man, my fair friend, you should endeavour to understand him.

Self-assurance is contemptible and fatal unless it is self-knowledge.

Boston was a moral and intellectual nursery, always busy applying first principles to trifles.

There is wisdom in turning as often as possible from the familiar to the unfamiliar: it keeps the mind nimble, it kills prejudice, and it fosters humor.

A string of excited, fugitive, miscellaneous pleasures is not happiness; happiness resides in imaginative reflection and judgment, when the picture of one's life, or of human life, as it truly has been or is, satisfies the will, and is gladly accepted.

Art like life, should be free, since both are experimental.