A man's fortunes are the fruit of his character. A man's friends are his magnetisms.
The best picture makes us say, I am a painter also.
The power men possess to annoy me I give them by a weak curiosity
It is true that genius takes its rise out of the mountains of rectitude; that all beauty and power which men covet are somehow born out of that Alpine district; that any extraordinary degree of beauty in man or woman involves a moral charm.
If a man sits down to think, he is immediately asked if he has a headache.
The disease with which the human mind now labors is want of faith