Eyes...They speak all languages.
The way to write is to throw your body at the mark when your arrows are spent.
The brevity of human life gives a melancholy to the profession of the architect.
A child is a curly, dimpled lunatic.
He only is a well-made man who has a good determination. And the end of culture is not to destroy this, God forbid! but to train away all impediment and mixture and leave nothing but pure power.
Egotism is a kind of buckram that gives momentary strength and concentration to men, and seems to be much used in Nature for fabrics in which local and spasmodic energy is required.