We soon get through with Nature. She excites an expectation which she cannot satisfy. The merest child which has rambled into a copsewood dreams of a wildness so wild and strange and inexhaustible as Nature can never show him.

If labor mainly, or to any considerable degree, serves the purpose of a police, to keep men out of mischief, it indicates a rottenness at the foundation of our community.

Our taste is too delicate and particular. It says nay to the poet's work, but never yea to his hope.

Poetry implies the whole truth. Philosophy expresses a particle of it.

I am a majority of one.

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

The virtue of making two blades of grass grow where only one grew before does not begin to be superhuman.