With thought, with the ideal, is immortal hilarity, the rose of joy. Round it all the muses sing.

Every man's condition is a solution in hieroglyph to those inquiries he would put. He acts it as life before he apprehends it as truth.

Things are pretty, graceful, rich, elegant, handsome, but, until they speak to the imagination, not yet beautiful.

A man in the wrong may more easily be convinced than one half right.

Happy will the house be in which the relationships are formed from character.

In the matter of religion, people eagerly fasten their eyes on the difference between their own creed and yours; whilst the charm of the study is in finding the agreements and identities in all the religions of humanity.

Nature and books belong to the eyes that see them.