Solitude is the audience-chamber of God.

O Music! how it grieves me that imprudence, intemperance, gluttony, should open their channels into thy sacred stream.

A critic is never too severe when he only detects the faults of an author. But he is worse than too severe when, in consequence of this detection, be presumes to place himself on a level with genius.

In honest truth, a name given to a man is no better than a skin given to him; what is not natively his own falls off and comes to nothing.

We cannot at once catch the applauses of the vulgar and expect the approbation of the wise.

I strove with none, for none was worth my strife. Nature I loved and, next to Nature, Art: I warm'd both hands before the fire of life; It sinks, and I am ready to depart.

The heart that once has been bathed in love's pure fountain retains the pulse of youth forever.