Be as beneficent as the sun or the sea, but if your rights as a rational being are trenched on, die on the first inch of your territory.

Men grind and grind in the mill of a truism, and nothing comes out but what was put in. But the moment they desert the tradition for a spontaneous thought, then poetry, wit, hope, virtue, learning, anecdote, and all flock to their aid.

The religion of one age is the literary entertainment of the next.

Beauty brings its own fancy price, for all that a man hath will he give for his love.

Infancy is the perpetual Messiah, which comes into the arms of fallen men, and pleads with them to return to paradise.

Everything in the universe goes by indirection. There are no straight lines.

Never lose an opportunity of seeing anything beautiful, for beauty is God's handwriting.