It is the chief value of legend to mix up the centuries while preserving the sentiment.

Silence is the unbearable repartee.

A beetle may or may not be inferior to a man - the matter awaits demonstration; but if he were inferior by ten thousand fathoms, the fact remains that there is probably a beetle view of things of which a man is entirely ignorant. If he wishes to conceive that point of view, he will scarcely reach it by persistently revelling in the fact that he is not a beetle.

There is no way in which a man can earn a star or deserve a sunset.

When we reverence anything in the mature, it is their virtues or their wisdom, and this is an easy matter. But we reverence the faults and follies of children. We should probably come considerably nearer to the true conception of things if we treated all grown-up persons, of all titles and types, with precisely that dark affection and dazed respect with which we treat the infantile limitations.

One can hardly think too little of one's self. One can hardly think too much of one's soul.

The one stream of poetry which is continually flowing is slang.