A good book is the purest essence of a human soul.
What are your historical Facts still more your biographical Wilt thou know a man by stringing-together beadrolls of what thou namest Facts
If I had my way, the world would hear a pretty stern command - Exit Christ.
Literature is the thought of thinking souls.
A battle is a terrible conjugation of the verb to kill: I kill, thou killest, he kills, we kill, they kill, all kill.
The nobleness of silence. The highest melody dwells only in silence,--the sphere melody, the melody of health.