All promise outruns performance.

Can anybody remember when the times were not hard and money not scarce?

For it is only the finite that has wrought and suffered; the infinite lies stretched in smiling repose.

The delicate muses lose their head if their attention is once diverted. Perhaps if you were successful abroad in talking and dealing with men, you would not come back to your bookshelf and your task. When the spirit chooses you for its scribe to publish some commandment, it makes you odious to men and men odious to you, and you shall accept that loathsomeness with joy. The moth must fly to the lamp, and you must solve those questions though you die.

In the true mythology, Love is an immortal child, and Beauty leads him as a guide; nor can we express a deeper sense than when we say, Beauty is the pilot of the young soul.

Ideas must work through the brains and the arms of good and brave men or they are no better than dreams.

I know and see too well, when not voluntarily blind, the speedy limits opersons called high and worthy.