Judicious praise is to children what the sun is to flowers. Christian Bovee A little praise Goes a great ways.

What is a weed? A plant whose virtues have not yet been discovered.[What is a sorrow? A feeling whose benefits have not yet been discovered]

Good poetry could not have been otherwise written than it is. The first time you hear it, it sounds rather as if copied out of some invisible tablet in the Eternal mind than as if arbitrarily composed by the poet.

Great is paint; nay, God is the painter; and we rightly accuse the critic who destroys too many illusions. Society does not love its unmaskers.

Give me health and a day, and I will make the pomp of emperors ridiculous.

Great men are sincere.

Beauty is the moment of transition, as if the form were just ready to flow into other forms.