There is no beautifier of complexion, or form, or behavior, like the wish to scatter joy and not pain around us.

The statue is then beautiful when it begins to be incomprehensible, when it is passing out of criticism, and can no longer be defined by compass and measuring-wand, but demands an active imagination to go with it, and to say what it is in the act of doing.

In Nature, all is useful, all is beautiful

I like people who can do things

Every fact is related on one side to sensation, and, on the other, to morals. The game of thought is, on the appearance of one of these two sides, to find the other: given the upper, to find the under side.

The things we now esteem fixed shall, one by one, detach themselves, like ripe fruit, from our experience, and fall. The wind shall blow them none knows whither.

The sower may mistake and sow his peas crookedly; the peas make no mistake, but come up and show his line.