Picture and sculpture are the celebrations and festivities of form.

Who looks upon a river in a meditative hour and is not reminded of the flux of all things?

A sleeping child gives me the impression of a traveler in a very far country.

A person seldom falls sick but the bystanders are animated with a faint hope that he will die.

Converse with a mind that is grandly simple, and literature looks like word-catching. The simplest utterances are worthiest to bewritten, yet are they so cheap, and so things of course, that, in the infinite riches of the soul, it is like gathering a few pebbles off the ground, or bottling a little air in a phial, when the whole earth and the whole atmosphere are ours.

Love is the essence of God.

The chief value of the new fact is to enhance the great and constant fact of life.