Dreams have a poetic integrity and truth. This limbo and dust-hole of thought is presided over by a certain reason, too.

There is an optical illusion about every person we meet.

Nature never wears a mean appearance. Neither does the wisest man extort her secret, and lose his curiosity by finding out all her perfection.

The most useful man in the most useful world, so long as only commodity was served, would remain unsatisfied. But, as fast as he sees beauty, life acquires a very high value.

Perpetual modernness is the measure of merit, in every work of art; since the author of it was not misled by anything short- livedor local, but abode by real and abiding traits.

The boxer's ring is the enjoyment of the part of society whose animal nature alone has been developed.

The man in the street does not know a star in the sky.