Religion must be loved as a kind of country and nursing-mother. It was religion that nourished our virtues, that showed us heaven, that taught us to walk in the path of duty.

Men have torn up the roads which led to Heaven, and which all the world followed; now we have to make our own ladders.

Virtue by calculation is the virtue of vice.

Ideas never lack for words. It is words that lack ideas.

Who ever has no fixed opinions has no constant feelings.

Professional critics are incapable of distinguishing and appreciating either diamonds in the rough or gold in bars. They are traders, and in literature know only the coins that are current. Their critical lab has scales and weights, but neither crucible or touchstone.

In order to be happy, think of the ills you have been spared.