I believe that our own experience instructs us that the secret of Education lies in respecting the pupil. It is not for you to choose what he shall know, what he shall do. It is chosen and foreordained, and he only holds the key to his own secret. By your tampering and thwarting and too much governing he may be hindered from his end and kept out of his own. Respect the child. Wait and see the new product of Nature. Nature loves analogies, but not repetitions. Respect the child. Be not too much his parent. Trespass not on his solitude.

Everything is beautiful seen from the point of the intellect, or as truth. But all is sour if seen as experience.

Behind us, as we go, all things assume pleasing forms, as clouds do far off. Not only things familiar and stale, but even the tragic and terrible, are comely, as they take their place in the pictures of memory.

Art is evidence of our most creative moment.

No facts are to me sacred; none are profane; I simply experiment, an endless seeker, with no past at my back.

The civilized man has built a coach, but has lost the use of his feet.

The only gift is a portion of thyself . . . the poet brings his poem; the shepherd his lamb. . . .