It is not because angels are holier than men or devils that makes them angels, but because they do not expect holiness from one another, but from God only.

To some people a tree is something so incredibly beautiful that it brings tears to the eyes. To others it is just a green thing that stands in the way.

The difference between a bad artist and a good one is: the bad artist seems to copy a great deal; the good one really does.

To the eyes of the man of imagination, nature is imagination itself.

Embraces are comminglings from the head even to the feet, And not a pompous high priest entering by a secret place.

In seed time learn, in harvest teach, in winter enjoy.

Heaven is in a grain of sand.