Not one man, in the million, shall I say? no, not in the hundred million, can rise above the belief that woman was made for man.

This is the method of genius, to ripen fruit for the crowd by those rays of whose heat they complain.

Tragedy is always a mistake; and the loneliness of the deepest thinker, the widest lover, ceases to be pathetic to us so soon as the sun is high enough above the mountains.

Those have not lived who have not seen Rome.

All around us lies what we neither understand nor use. Our capacities, our instincts for this our present sphere are but half developed. Let us confine ourselves to that till the lesson be learned; let us be completely natural; before we trouble ourselves with the supernatural. I never see any of these things but I long to get away and lie under a green tree and let the wind blow on me. There is marvel and charm enough in that for me.

Next to invention is the power of interpreting invention; next to beauty the power of appreciating beauty.

Genius will live and thrive without training, but it does not the less reward the watering pot and the pruning knife.