O Time! Time! how it brings forth and devours! And the roaring flood of existence rushes on forever similar, forever changing!

Speech is human, silence is divine, yet also brutish and dead: therefore we must learn both arts.

Laughter means sympathy.

The coldest word was once a glowing new metaphor.

The authentic insight and experience of any human soul, were it but insight and experience in hewing of wood and drawing of water, is real knowledge, a real possession and acquirement.

To us also, through every star, through every blade of grass, is not God made visible if we will open our minds and our eyes.

The first purpose of clothes... was not warmth or decency, but ornament.... Among wild people, we find tattooing and painting even prior to clothes. The first spiritual want of a barbarous man is decoration; as indeed we still see among the barbarous classes in civilized countries.