An instinctive taste teaches men to build their churches with spire steeples which point as with a silent finger to the sky and stars.

A woman in a single state may be happy and may be miserable; but most happy, most miserable, these are epithets belonging to a wife.

The sense of beauty is intuitive, and beauty itself is all that inspires pleasure without, and aloof from, and even contrarily to interest.

That gracious thing, made up of tears and light.

Poor little Foal of an oppressed race! I love the languid patience of thy face.

Too soon did the doctors of the church forget that the heart--the moral nature--was the beginning and the end, and that truth, knowledge, and insight were comprehended in its expansion.

Greatness and goodness are not means, but ends! Hath he not always treasures, always friends, The good great man? Three treasures, love and light, And calm thoughts, regular as infants' breath; And three firm friends, more sure than day and night, Himself, his Maker, and the angel Death.