Dear to us are those who love us... but dearer are those who reject us as unworthy, for they add another life; they build a heaven before us whereof we had not dreamed, and thereby supply to us new powers out of the recesses of the spirit, and urge us to new and unattempted performances.

A low self-love in the parent desires that his child should repeat his character and fortune.

This ennui, for which we Saxons had no name,--this word of France, has got a terrific significance. It shortens life, and bereaves the day of its light.

Every man is not so much a workman in the world as he is a suggestion of that he should be. Men walk as prophecies of the next age.

In our fine arts, not imitation, but creation is the aim... The details, the prose of nature, he should omit, and give us only the spirit and splendour.

We are not free to use today, or to promise tomorrow, because we are already mortgaged to yesterday.

Enthusiasm is the engine of success.