The way you see people is the way you treat them, and the way you treat them is what they become.

The connoisseur of art must be able to appreciate what is simply beautiful, but the common run of people is satisfied with ornament.

With little art, clear wit and sense Suggest their own delivery.

Know'st thou the land where the lemon-trees bloom, Where the gold orange glows in the deep thicket's gloom, Where a wind ever soft from the blue heaven blows, And the groves are of laurel and myrtle and rose!

With little wit and ease to suit them, They whirl in narrow circling trails, Like kittens playing with their tails.

That is the way of youth and life in general: that we do not understand the strategy until after the campaign is over.

Generally speaking, an author's style is a faithful copy of his mind. If you would write a lucid style, let there first be light in your own mind; and if you would write a grand style, you ought to have a grand character.