Pointing to another world will never stop vice among us; shedding light over this world can alone help us.

The smallest sprout shows there is really no death.

Whatever satisfies the soul is truth.

I meet new Walt Whitmans everyday. There are a dozen of them afloat. I don't know which Walt Whitman I am.

To the real artist in humanity, what are called bad manners are often the most picturesque and significant of all.

When lilacs last in the dooryard bloom'd / And the great star early droop'd in the western sky in the night, / I mourn'd, and yet shall mourn with ever-returning spring.

And there is no trade or employment but the young man following it may become a hero.