Those with whom we can apparently become well acquainted in a few moments are generally the most difficult to rightly know and to understand.

In all her intercourse with society, however, there was nothing that made her feel as if she belonged to it... She stood apart from mortal interests, yet close beside them, like a ghost that revisits the familiar fireside, and can no longer make itself seen or felt.

What a sweet reverence is that when a young man deems his mistress a little more than mortal and almost chides himself for longing to bring her close to his heart.

The divine chemistry works in the subsoil.

No, my little Pearl! Thou must gather thine own sunshine. I have none to give thee.

Man's own youth is the world's youth; at least he feels as if it were, and imagines that the earth's granite substance is something not yet hardened, and which he can mould into whatever shape he likes.

Religion and art spring from the same root and are close kin. Economics and art are strangers.