Woe to him, . . . who has no court of appeal against the world's judgment.

If I say that Shakespeare is the greatest of intellects, I have said all concerning him. But there is more in Shakespeare's intellect than we have yet seen. It is what I call an unconscious intellect; there is more virtue in it that he himself is aware of.

It is the first of all problems for a man to find out what kind of work he is to do in this universe.

Talk that does not end in any kind of action is better suppressed altogether.

There is a great discovery still to be made in literature, that of paying literary men by the quantity they do not write.

In a certain sense all men are historians.

The thing is not only to avoid error, but to attain immense masses of truth.