A true gentleman is one who is never intentionally rude.

Few parents nowadays pay any regard to what their children say to them. The old fashioned respect for the young is fast dying out.

The advantage of the emotions is that they lead us astray.

Truth in art is the unity of a thing with itself: the outward rendered expressive of the inward: the soul made incarnate: the body instinct with spirit. For this reason there is no truth comparable to sorrow.

Yet, even for us, there is left some loveliness of environment, and the dullness of tutors and professors matters very little when one can loiter in the grey cloisters at Magdalen, and listen to some flute-like voice singing in Waynfleete's chapel, or lie in the green meadow, among the strange snakespotted fritillaries, and watch the sunburnt noon smite to a finer gold the tower's gilded vanes, or wander up the Christ Church staircase beneath the vaulted ceiling's shadowy fans, or pass through the sculptured gateway of Laud's building in the College of St. John.

To be popular I must be mediocre.

Music is the art... which most completely realizes the artistic idea and is the condition to which all the other arts are constantly aspiring.