The health of the eye seems to demand a horizon. We are never tired, so long as we can see far enough.

Welcome evermore to gods and men is the self-helping man.

The finest and noblest ground on which people can live is truth; the real with the real; a ground on which nothing is assumed.

The Italians are fond of red clothes, peacock plumes, and embroidery; and I remember one rainy morning in the city of Palermo, the street was ablaze with scarlet umbrellas.

Rings and jewels are not gifts, but apologies for gifts. The only gift is a portion of thyself. Thou must bleed for me. Therefore the poet brings his poem; the shepherd, his lamb; the farmer, corn; the miner, a stone; the painter, his picture; the girl, a handkerchief of her own sewing.

What is a weed? A plant whose virtues have never been discovered.

We may be partial, but Fate is not.