Is all literature eavesdropping, and all art Chinese imitation? our life a custom, and our body borrowed, like a beggar’s dinner, from a hundred charities?

We sometimes meet an original gentleman, who, if manners had not existed, would have invented them.

People seem sheathed in their tough organization.

The age of a woman doesn't mean a thing. The best tunes are played on the oldest fiddles.

The people fancy they hate poetry, and they are all poets and mystics.

The god or hero of the sculptor is always represented in a transition from that which is representable to the senses, to that which is not.

For beauty is God's handwriting...A nd, thank God for it as a cup of His blessing.