A fact may blossom into a truth.

We are all of us more or less active physiognomists.

If there is any hell more unprincipled than our rulers, and we, the ruled, I feel curious to see it.

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.

No definition of poetry is adequate unless it be poetry itself. The most accurate analysis by the rarest wisdom is yet insufficient, and the poet will instantly prove it false by setting aside its requisitions. It is indeed all that we do not know.

What is called politics is comparatively something so superficial and inhuman, that practically I have never fairly recognized that it concerns me at all.

One man lies in his words, and gets a bad reputation; another in his manners, and enjoys a good one.