There is a time in every man's education when he arrives at the conviction that envy is ignorance; that imitation is suicide.

Nothing is great but the inexhaustible wealth of nature.

The gift, to be true, must be the flowing of the giver unto me, correspondent to my flowing unto him.

The torpid artist seeks inspiration at any cost, by virtue or by vice, by friend or by fiend, by prayer or by wine.

it in every fair face, every fair sky, every fair flower.

This whole business of Trade gives me to pause and think, as it constitutes false relations between men; inasmuch as I am prone tocount myself relieved of any responsibility to behave well and nobly to that person who I pay with money, whereas if I had not that commodity, I should be put on my good behavior in all companies, and man would be a benefactor to man, as being himself his only certificate that he had a right to those aids and services which each asked of the other.

Truth gathers itself spotless and unhurt after all our surrenders and concealments and partisanship; never hurt by the treachery or ruin of its best defenders, whether Luther, or William Penn, or St. Paul.