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

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

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

Mortal men ask God for good things every day, but they never pray that they may make good use of them.

Books that distribute things... with as daring a freedom as we use in dreams, put us on our feet again.

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. . . .

The ideas of things intellectually known pass into the substance of the intellect much more than do foods into the substance of the body.