The merit of originality is not novelty; it is sincerity.

Authors are the vanguard in the march of mind, the intellectual backwoodsmen, reclaiming from the idle wilderness new territories for the thought and activity of their happier brethren.

If an eloquent speaker speak not the truth, is there a more horrid kind of object in creation?

Cash-payment is not the sole nexus of man with man.

In a different time, in a different place, it is always some other side of our common human nature that has been developing itself. The actual truth is the sum of all these.

All deep things are song. It seems somehow the very central essence of us, song; as if all the rest were but wrappages and hulls!

Be not a slave of words.