The passages of Shakespeare that we most prize were never quoted until within this century.

We know truth when we see it, from opinion, as we know when we are awake that we are awake.

Many photographers think they are photographing nature when they are only caricaturing her.

Private, accidental, confidential conversation breeds thought. Clubs produce oftener words.

A poem, a sentence, causes us to see ourselves. I be, and I see my being, at the same time.

Every man is an infinitely repelling orb, and holds his individual being on that condition.

Whatever we think and say is wonderfully better for our spirits and trust in another mouth.

Pain, indolence, sterility, endless ennui have also their lesson for you, if you are great.

If somebody writes a book and doesn't care for the survival of that book, he's an imbecile.

My poetry had the same functional origin and the same formal configuration as teenage acne.

In some ways we want definitions that can help protect our own interpretations of the genre.

If our zeal were true and genuine we should be much more angry with a sinner than a heretic.

Justice discards party, friendship, kindred, and is always, therefore, represented as blind.

"After all," as a pretty girl once said to me, "women are a sex by themselves, so to speak."

Presidents make their hard decisions and then abide forever with their mistakes and regrets.

...home lies in the things you carry with you everywhere and not the ones that tie you down.

The charm of the best courages is that they are inventions, inspirations, flashes of genius.

The genius of life is friendly to the noble, and, in the dark, brings them friends from far.

Health is the condition of wisdom, and the sign is cheerfulness, - an open and noble temper.

A sect or party is an elegant incognito devised to save a man from the vexation of thinking.

Practice radical humility." He (or she)who masters the art of humility cannot be humiliated.

O Day of days when we can read! The reader and the book, either without the other is naught.

We aim above the mark, to hit the mark. Every act hath some falsehood of exaggeration in it.

That which dominates our imagination and our thoughts will determine our life and character.

As we are, so we do; and as we do, so is it done to us; we are the builders of our fortunes.

In the sublimest flights of the soul, rectitude is never surmounted, love is never outgrown.

On bravely through the sunshine and the showers! Time hath his work to do, and we have ours.

If you put a chain around the neck of a slave, the other end fastens itself around your own.

Action is the process whereby what is not fully formed passes into expressive consciousness.

The Americans have no faith, they rely on the power of a dollar; they are deaf to sentiment.

The world leaves no track in space, and the greatest action of man no mark in the vast idea.

The soul knows only the soul; the web of events is the flowing robe in which she is clothed.

If the whole of history is in one man, it is all to be explained from individual experience.

Thought is the property of him who can entertain it, and of him who can adequately place it.

When you have worn out your shoes, the strength of the show fiber has passed into your body.

Of all debts, men are least willing to pay their taxes; what a satire this is on government.

We are disgusted by gossip; yet it is of importance to keep the angels in their proprieties.

Beauty is the moment of transition, as if the form were just ready to flow into other forms.

In the United States, politics is a profession, whereas in Europe it is a right and a duty .

Worry is discounting possible future sorrows so that the individual may have present misery.

People who pin their faith to a catchword never feel the necessity of understanding anything.

Few persons realize how much of their happiness, such as it is, is dependent upon their work.

They were a people so primitive they did not know how to get money, except by working for it.

We must stop talking about the American dream and start listening to the dreams of Americans.

The critic who justly admires all kinds of things simultaneously cannot love any one of them.

The hospitable instinct is not wholly altruistic. There is pride and egoism mixed up with it.

It's always been a luxury to be able to hop a plane to Paris, to Venice, to the Grand Canyon.

Evermore in the world is this marvelous balance of beauty and disgust, magnificence and rats.

If the stars should appear but one night every thousand years how man would marvel and stare.

Perception is a mirror not a fact. And what I look on is my state of mind, reflected outward.

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