The mark of the man of the world is absence of pretension. He does not make a speech; he takes a low business-tone, avoids all brag, is nobody, dresses plainly, promises not at all, performs much, speaks in monosyllables, hugs his fact.

A cynic can chill and dishearten with a single word.

I like people who like Plato.

The finest and noblest ground on which people can live is truth; the real with the real; a ground on which nothing is assumed.

The noblest ministry of nature is to stand as the apparition of God.

The people fancy they hate poetry, and they are all poets and mystics.

We cannot forgive another for not being ourselves.