A weed is a plant we've found no use for yet.

History - a biography of a few stout and earnest persons

No reason can be asked or given why the soul seeks beauty. Beauty, in its largest and profoundest sense, is one expression for the universe. God is the all-fair. Truth, and goodness, and beauty, are but different faces of the same All.

Great thoughts ensure musical expression.

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

I would put myself in the attitude to look in the eye an abstract truth, and I cannot. I blench and withdraw on this side and on that. I seem to know what he meant who said, No man can see God face to face and live.

We are reformers in the spring and summer, but in autumn we stand by the old. Reformers in the morning, and conservers at night.