'Well,' said Red Jacket [to someone complaining that he had not enough time], 'I suppose you have all there is.'

Light is the first of painters. There is no object so foul that intense light will not make it beautiful.

Whenever a mind is simple and receives an old wisdom, old things pass away,--means, teachers, texts, temples fall; it lives now, and absorbs past and future into present hour. All things are made sacred by relation to it,--one as much as another.

The sky is the ultimate art gallery just above us.

Two may talk and one may hear, but three cannot take part in a conversation of the most sincere and searching sort.

Let a man learn to look for the permanent in the mutable and fleeting; let him learn to bear the disappearance of things he was wont to reverence; without losing his reverence; let him learn that he is here, not to work, but to be worked upon; and that, though abyss open under abyss, and opinion displace opinion, all are at last contained in the Eternal Cause.

A character is like an acrostic or Alexandrian stanza; - read it forward, backward, or across, it still spells the same thing.