Love of beauty is taste. The creation of beauty is art.

If the single man plant himself indomitably on his instincts, and there abide, the huge world will come round to him.

There can be no excess to love, none to knowledge, none to beauty.

I find nothing in fables more astonishing than my experience in every hour. One moment of a man's life is a fact so stupendous as to take the luster out of fiction.

If we will not interfere with our thought, but will act entirely, or see how the thing stands in God, we know the particular thing, and every thing, and every man.

Who are the farmer's servants? ... Geology and Chemistry, the quarry of the air, the water of the brook, the lightning of the cloud, the castings of the worm, the plough of the frost.

Each man reserves to himself alone the right of being tedious.