That is ever the difference between the wise and the unwise: the latter wonders at what is unusual; the wise man wonders at the usual.

Truth, and goodness, and beauty, are but different faces of the same All

We believe that the defects of so many perverse and so many frivolous people, who make up society, are organic, and society is a hospital of incurables.

It is the essence of poetry to spring, like the rainbow daughter of Wonder, from the invisible, to abolish the past, and refuse all history.

One of the illusions of life is that the present hour is not the critical, decisive one.

If we follow the truth, it will bring us out safe at last.

The etymologist finds the deadest word to have been once a brilliant picture. Language is fossil poetry. As the limestone of the continent consists of infinite masses of the shells of animalcules, so language is made up of images or tropes, which now, in their secondary use, have long ceased to remind us of their poetic origin.