It is a vulgar error that love, a love, to woman is her whole existence; she is born for Truth and Love in their universal energy

Our capacities, our instincts for this our present sphere are but half developed. Let us be completely natural; before we trouble ourselves with the supernatural.

The critic is beneath the maker, but is his needed friend. The critic is not a base caviler, but the younger brother of genius. Next to invention is the power of interpreting invention; next to beauty the power of appreciating beauty. And of making others appreciate it.

Beware the mediocrity that threatens middle age, its limitation of thought and interest, its dullness of fancy, its too external life, and mental thinness.

Preparations are good in life, prologues ruinous.

As to marriage, I think the intercourse of heart and mind may be fully enjoyed without entering into this partnership of daily life.

While any one is base, none can be entirely free and noble.