I find it more credible, since it is anterior information, that one man should know heaven, as the Chinese say, than that so many men should know the world.

There is no prosperity, trade, art, city, or great material wealth of any kind, but if you trace it home, you will find it rooted in a thought of some individual man.

The finished man of the world must eat of every apple once.

For it is not metres, but a metre-making argument that makes a poem, - a thought so passionate and alive that like the spirit of a plant or an animal it has an architecture of its own, and adorns nature with a new thing.

I like the silent church before the service begins, better than any preaching. How far off, how cool, how chaste the persons look,begirt each one with a precinct or sanctuary!

Man is a stream whose source is hidden. Our being is descending into us from we know not whence.

The eloquent man is he who is no beautiful speaker, but who is inwardly and desperately drunk with a certain belief.