That is mere sentimentality that lies abed by day and thinks itself white, far from the tan and callus of experience.

Each reader discovers for himself that, with respect to the simpler features of nature, succeeding poets have done little else than copy his similes.

The highest that we can attain to is not Knowledge, but Sympathy with Intelligence.

We commonly do not remember that it is, after all, always the first person that is speaking.

Severe truth is expressed with some bitterness.

Moral reform is the effort to throw off sleep.

A man's whole life is taxed for the least thing well done. It is its net result.