Whatever appeals to the imagination, by transcending the ordinary limits of human ability, wonderfully encourages and liberates us.

A true man belongs to no other time or place, but is the center of things.

The Gothic cathedral is a blossoming in stone subdued by the insatiable demand of harmony in man.

We find delight in the beauty and happiness of children that makes the heart too big for the body.

Look out into the July night, and see the broad belt of silver flame which flashes up the half of heaven, fresh and delicate as the bonfires of the meadow-flies. Yet the powers of numbers cannot compute its enormous age,—lasting as space and time,—embosomed in time and space.

The great poet makes us feel our own wealth, and then we think less of his compositions. His best communication to our mind is to teach us to despise all he has done.

The quality of the imagination is to flow and not to freeze.