There is a crack in everything God has made
The surest poison is time.
Some thoughts always find us young, and keep us so. Such a thought is the love of the universal and eternal beauty.
Nothing is at last sacred but the integrity of your own mind. Absolve you to yourself, and you shall have the suffrage of the world.
Time dissipates to shining ether the solid angularity of facts.
Let us not be too much acquainted. I would have a man enter his house through a hall filled with heroic and sacred sculptures, that he might not want the hint of tranquillity and self-poise.