Beauty without grace is the hook without the bait.
The wise man always throws himself on the side of his assailants. It is more his interest than it is theirs to find his weak point.
There is creative reading as well as creative writing.
He thought it happier to be dead, To die for Beauty, than live for bread
Steam is no stronger now than it was a hundred years ago, but it is put to better use.
All natural objects make a kindred impression, when the mind is open to their influence.