The picture waits for my verdict; it is not to command me, but I am to settle its claim to praise.

It seems as if the day was not wholly profane in which we have given heed to some natural object.

Wise men are not wise at all times.

It is greatest to believe and to hope well of the world, because he who does so, quits the world of experience, and makes the world he lives in.

To the attentive eye, each moment of the year has its own beauty, and in the same fields, it beholds, every hour, a picture which was never seen before, and which shall never be seen again.

Converse with a mind that is grandly simple, and literature looks like word-catching.

A man is like a bit of Labrador spar, which has no luster as you turn it in your hand, until you come to a particular angle; then it shows deep and beautiful colors.