No one is so thoroughly superstitious as the godless man. Life and death to him are haunted grounds, filled with goblin forms of vague and shadowy dread.

The longest way must have its close - the gloomiest night will wear on to a morning.

So much has been said and sung of beautiful young girls, why doesn't somebody wake up to the beauty of old women.

The beautiful must ever rest in the arms of the sublime. The gentle needs the strong to sustain it, as much as the rock-flowers need rocks to grow on, or the ivy the rugged wall which it embraces.

For, so inconsistent is human nature, especially in the ideal, that not to undertake a thing at all seems better than to undertake and come short.

A man builds a house in England with the expectation of living in it and leaving it to his children; we shed our houses in America as easily as a snail does his shell.

Where painting is weakest, namely, in the expression of the highest moral and spiritual ideas, there music is sublimely strong.