I please myself with the graces of the winter scenery, and believe that we are as much touched by it as by the genial influences of summer.

There is no one who does not exaggerate!

The Greek epigram intimates that the force of love is not shown by the courting of beauty, but where the like desire is inflamed for one who is ill-favored.

Eloquence is the appropriate organ of the highest personal energy.

Every day, a little sadder, a little madder. Will someone get me a ladder?

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.

We live in succession, in division, in parts, in particles. Meantime within man is the soul of the whole; the wise silence; the universal beauty, to which every part and particle is equally related; the eternal ONE.