Beware of any profession for which you must buy new clothes.

Lose the world, get lost in it, and find your soul.

A true account of the actual is the rarest poetry, for common sense always takes a hasty and superficial view.

In Homer and Chaucer there is more of the innocence and serenity of youth than in the more modern and moral poets. The Iliad is not Sabbath but morning reading, and men cling to this old song, because they still have moments of unbaptized and uncommitted life, which give them an appetite for more.

For it matters not how small the beginning may seem to be: what is once well done is done forever.

I have no doubt that it is part of the destiny of the human race in its gradual improvement, to leave off eating animals.

This curious world we inhabit is more wonderful than convenient; more beautiful than it is useful; it is more to be admired and enjoyed than used.