Union is only possible to those who are units. To be fit for relations in time, souls, whether of man or woman, must be able to do without them in the spirit.

We need to hear the excuses men make to themselves for their worthlessness.

There is no wholly masculine man, no purely feminine woman.

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.

To one who has enjoyed the full life of any scene, of any hour, what thoughts can be recorded about it seem like the commas and semicolons in the paragraph-mere stops.

Harmony exists no less in difference than in likeness, if only the same key-note govern both parts.

Give me truth; cheat me by no illusion.