I am suffocated and lost when I have not the bright feeling of progression.

It is not because the touch of genius has roused genius to production, but because the admiration of genius has made talent ambitious, that the harvest is still so abundant.

No temple can still the personal griefs and strifes in the breasts of its visitors.

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.

Man tells his aspiration in his God; but in his demon he shows his depth of experience.

You see how wide the gulf that separates me from the Christian church.

All great expression, which on a superficial survey seems so easy as well as so simple, furnishes after a while, to the faithful observer, its own standard by which to appreciate it.