There is but one thing without honor, smitten with eternal barrenness, inability to do or to be,-insincerity, unbelief.

The most unhappy of all men is the man who cannot tell what he is going to do, who has got no work cut-out for him in the world, and does not go into it. For work is the grand cure of all the maladies and miseries that ever beset mankind,honest work, which you intend getting done.

Every poet, be his outward lot what it may, finds himself born in the midst of prose; h e has to struggle from the littleness and obstruction of an actual world into the freedom and infinitude of an ideal.

The beginning of all wisdom is to look fixedly on clothes, or even with armed eyesight, till they become transparent.

Money will buy money's worth; but the thing men call fame, what is it?

All that mankind has done, thought or been: it is lying as in magic preservation in the pages of books.

The first duty of man is to conquer fear; he must get rid of it, he cannot act till then.