I feel the same truth how often in my trivial conversation with my neighbours, that somewhat higher in each of us overlooks this by-play, and Jove nods to Jove from behind each of us.

In nature, all is useful, all is beautiful. It is therefore beautiful, because it is alive, moving, reproductive; it is thereforeuseful, because it is symmetrical and fair. Beauty will not come at the call of a legislature, nor will it repeat in England or America its history in Greece. It will come, as always, unannounced, and spring up between the feet of brave and earnest men.

It is about your outlook towards life. You can either regret or rejoice.

Wherever there is failure, there is some giddiness, some superstition about luck, some step omitted, which, Nature never pardons.

I shun father and mother and wife and brother, when my genius calls me.

Style is only the frame to hold your thoughts. It is like the sash of a window; if heavy, it will obscure the light.

I do not know what arguments mean in reference to any expression of a thought. I delight in telling what I think; but if you ask me how I dare say so, or why it is so, I am the most helpless of men.