The block of granite which was an obstacle in the pathway of the weak, became a stepping-stone in the pathway of the strong.

Rare benevolence, the minister of God.

A very sea of thought; neither calm nor clear, if you will, yet wherein the toughest pearl-diver may dive to his utmost depth, and return not only with sea-wreck but with true orients.

What are your Axioms, and Categories, and Systems, and Aphorisms? Words, words.... Be not the slave of Words.

Nature, after all, is still the grand agent in making poets.

A background of wrath, which can be stirred up to the murderous infernal pitch, does lie in every man.

I grow daily to honour facts more and more, and theory less and less. A fact, it seems to me, is a great thing; a sentence printed, if not by God, then at least by the Devil.