. . . the poor man, whom the law does not allow to take . . . a pair of shoes for his freezing feet, is allowed to put his hand into the pocket of the rich, and say, You shall educate me. . . .

Never worry about anything. Live in the present. Live now. Be happy.

Law it is . . . which hears without ears, sees without eyes, moves without feet and seizes without hands.

Everyone believes that he abounds in wisdom, but is short of money.

The soul exists partly in eternity and partly in time.

Poetry being an attempt to express, not the common sense, - as the avoirdupois of the hero, or his structure in feet and inches, - but the beauty and soul in his aspect . . . runs into fable, personifies every fact. . . .

No man can claim to usurp more than a few cubic feet of the audibilities of a public room. . . .