There is but one poetry,--true poetry.

The unnatural, that too is natural.

There is nothing worse than aggressive stupidity.

Distance... is like futurity. A dim vastness is spread before our souls; the perceptions of our mind are as obscure as those of our vision... But alas! when we have attained our object, when the distant 'there' becomes the present 'here,' all is changed; we are as poor and circumscribed as ever, and our souls still languish for unattainable happiness.

We can always redeem the man who aspires and strives.

One that does not think to highly of himself is more than he thinks.

Every day we should hear at least one little song, read one good poem, see one exquisite picture, and, if possible, speak a few sensible words.