To believe in luck ... is skepticism.

Wisdom is infused into every form.

Painting was called silent poetry and poetry speaking painting.

The perception of the comic is a tie of sympathy with other men, a pledge of sanity, and a protection from those perverse tendencies and gloomy insanities in which fine intellects sometimes lose themselves. A rogue alive to the ludicrous is still convertible. If that sense is lost, his fellow-men can do little for him.

Let not a man guard his dignity, but let his dignity guard him.

Each age, it is found, must write its own books; or rather, each generation for the next succeeding.

The world is his who can see through its pretension. What deafness, what stone-blind custom, what overgrown error you behold, is there only by sufferance,--by your sufferance. See it to be a lie, and you have already dealt it its mortal blow.