The creator gives no heed to the critic unless he becomes a barren inventor.

Love passes by us, robed in meekness; but we flee from her in fear, or hide in the darkness; or else pursue her, to do evil in her name.

Your clothes conceal much of your beauty, yet they hide not the unbeautiful. And though you seek in garments the freedom of privacy, you may find in them a harness and a chain. Would that you could meet the sun and the wind with more of your body and less of your raiment.

All you have shall some day be given. Therefore give now, that the season of giving may be yours and not your inheritors.

And let to-day embrace the past with remembrance and the future with longing.

Between the shores of the oceans and the summit of the highest mountain is a secret route that you must absolutely take before being one with the sons of the Earth.

Of life's two chief prizes, beauty and truth, I found the first in a loving heart and the second in a laborer's hand.