Life being very short, and the quiet hours of it few, we ought to waste none of them in reading valueless books.
Nothing can be beautiful which is not true.
You can only possess beauty through understanding it.
Books are divided into two classes, the books of the hour and the books of all time.
Imaginary evils soon become real one by indulging our reflections on them.
The greatest glory of a building is not in its stones, nor in its gold. Its glory is in its Age, and in that deep sense of voicefulness, of stern watching, of mysterious sympathy... which we feel in walls that have long been washed by the passing waves of humanity.