The babe in arms is a channel through which the energies we call fate, love, and reason visibly stream.

Proverbs, like the sacred books of each nation, are the sanctuary of the intuitions. That which the droning world, chained to appearances, will not allow the realist to say in his own words, it will suffer him to say in proverbs without contradiction.

Beauty brings its own fancy price, for all that a man hath will he give for his love.

Skepticism is unbelief in cause and effect.

The finest wits have their sediment.

Cities give us collision. 'Tis said, London and New York take the nonsense out of a man.

I look on Sculpture as history. I do not think the Apollo and the Jove impossible in flesh and blood. Every trait the artist recorded in stone, he had seen in life, and better than his copy.