We are reformers in the spring and summer, but in autumn we stand by the old. Reformers in the morning, and conservers at night.

For beauty is God's handwriting...A nd, thank God for it as a cup of His blessing.

Society has really no graver interest than the well-being of the literary class.

Though we travel the world over to find the beautiful, we must carry it with us or we find it not.

You cannot institute, without peril of charlatanism.

Win as if you were used to it, lose as if you enjoyed it for a change.

Wild liberty breeds iron conscience; natures with great impulses have great resources, and return from far.