Whoso would be a man must be a nonconformist.

Never lose an opportunity to see anything that is beautiful. It is God's handwriting a wayside sacrament. Welcome it in every fair face, every fair sky, every fair flower.

Among provocative, the next best thing to good preaching is bad preaching.

He who would be a man must therefore be a non-conformist.

Man exists for his own sake and not to add a laborer to the State.

This time, like all times, is a very good one, if we but know what to do with it.

The secret of poetry is never explained,— is always new. We have not got farther than mere wonder at the delicacy of the touch, and the eternity it inherits. In every house a child that in mere play utters oracles, and knows not that they are such. 'T is as easy as breath. 'T is like this gravity, which holds the Universe together, and none knows what it is.