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.

Nature will not be Buddhist: she resents generalizing, and insults the philosopher in every moment with a million fresh particulars.

Heroism feels and never reasons, and therefore is always right.

This immediate dependence of language upon nature, this conversion of an outward phenomenon into a type of somewhat in human life,never loses its power to affect us. It is this which gives that piquancy to the conversation of a strong-natured farmer or backwoodsman, which all men relish.

Heaven is large, and affords space for all modes of love and fortitude.

Power dwells with cheerfulness.

It does not to dwell on dreams and forget to live, but it is equally foolish to ignore the past – never forget.