Genius is only a superior power of seeing.

Every duty we omit obscures some truth we should have known.

When we build, let us think that we build forever. Let it not be for present delight nor for our use alone. Let it be such work as our descendants will look upon with praise and thanksgiving in their hearts.

The imagination is never governed, it is always the ruling and divine power.

Though nature is constantly beautiful, she does not exhibit her highest powers of beauty constantly, for then they would satiate us and pall upon our senses. It is necessary to their appreciation that they should be rarely shown. Her finest touches are things which must be watched for; her most perfect passages of beauty are the most evanescent.

The common practice of keeping up appearances with society is a mere selfish struggle of the vain with the vain.

Come, ye cold winds, at January's call, On whistling wings, and with white flakes bestrew The earth.