132 quotes found
“A pure hand needs no glove to cover it.”
“Mountains are earth's undecaying monuments.”
“Sunlight is painting.”
“Our most intimate friend is not he to whom we show the worst, but the best of our nature.”
“Moonlight is sculpture.”
“In our nature, however, there is a provision, alike marvelous and merciful, that the sufferer should never know the intensity of what he endures by its present torture, but chiefly by the pang that...”
“We sometimes congratulate ourselves at the moment of waking from a troubled dream it may be so the moment after death. ”
“The founders of a new colony, whatever Utopia of human virtue and happiness they might originally project, have invariably recognized it among their earliest practical necessities to allot a portio...”
“The only sensible ends of literature are, first, the pleasurable toil of writing; second, the gratification of one's family and friends; and lastly, the solid cash.”
“Religion and art spring from the same root and are close kin. Economics and art are strangers.”
“The greatest obstacle to being heroic is the doubt whether one may not be going to prove one's self a fool; the truest heroism is to resist the doubt; and the profoundest wisdom, to know when it ou...”
“It contributes greatly towards a man's moral and intellectual health, to be brought into habits of companionship with individuals unlike himself, who care little for his pursuits, and whose sphere ...”
“Life is made up of marble and mud.”
“A stale article, if you dip it in a good, warm, sunny smile, will go off better than a fresh one that you've scowled upon.”
“Caresses, expressions of one sort or another, are necessary to the life of the affections as leaves are to the life of a tree. If they are wholly restrained, love will die at the roots.”
“Nobody, I think, ought to read poetry, or look at pictures or statues, who cannot find a great deal more in them than the poet or artist has actually expressed. Their highest merit is suggestiveness.”
“The world owes all its onward impulses to men ill at ease. The happy man inevitably confines himself within ancient limits.”
“A few feathery flakes are scattered widely through the air, and hover downward with uncertain flight, now almost alighting on the earth, now whirled again aloft into remote regions of the atmosphere.”
“All that they lacked was the gift that descended upon the chosen disciples at Pentecost, in tongues of flame; symbolizing, it would seem, not the power of speech in foreign and unknown languages, b...”
“To do nothing is the way to be nothing.”
