A wise skepticism is the first attribute of a good critic.

To have greatly dreamed precludes low ends.

In creating, the only hard thing is to begin: a grass blade's no easier to make than an oak.

Thank God every morning when you get up that you have something to do that day, which must be done, whether you like it or not.

Who knows whither the clouds have fled? In the unscarred heaven they leave no wake; And the eyes forget the tears they have shed, The heart forgets its sorrow and ache.

That love for one, from which there doth not spring Wide love for all, is but a worthless thing.

Who is it needs such flawless shafts as fate? What archer of his arrows is so choice, or hits the white so surely?