The ancients called beauty the flowering of virtue.

I didn't find my friends; the good Lord gave them to me.

Empirical science is apt to cloud the sight, and, by the very knowledge of functions and processes, to bereave the student of themanly contemplation of the whole.

Don't be a cynic and disconsolate preacher. Don't bewail and moan. Omit the negative propositions. Challenge us with incessant affirmatives.

A cheerful intelligent face is the end of culture, and success enough. For it indicates the purpose of Nature and wisdom attained.

It is one of the blessings of old friends that you can afford to be stupid with them.

Nature is what you may do. There is much you may not do.