Drudgery, calamity, exasperation, want, are instructors in eloquence and wisdom.

A friend is a person who goes around saying nice things about you behind your back.

The maker of a sentence launches out into the infinite and builds a road into Chaos and old Night, and is followed by those who hear him with something of wild, creative delight.

The days are made on a loom whereof the warp and woof are past and future time. They are majestically dressed, as if every god brought a thread to the skyey web.

The effect of the indulgence of human affection is a certain cordial exhilaration.

Traveling is a fool's paradise.

I would put myself in the attitude to look in the eye an abstract truth, and I cannot. I blench and withdraw on this side and on that. I seem to know what he meant who said, No man can see God face to face and live.