I’ve got a great ambition to die of exhaustion rather than boredom.
For all right judgment of any man or things it is useful, nay, essential, to see his good qualities before pronouncing on his bad.
I have been astonished that men could die martyrs for religion – I have shuddered at it. I shudder no more – I could be martyred for my religion – Love is my religion – I could die for that.
The spiritual is the parent of the practical.
A man willing to work, and unable to find work, is perhaps the saddest sight that fortune’s inequality exhibits under this sun.
A well-written life is almost as rare as a well-spent one.
I am certain of nothing but the holiness of the heart’s affections, and the truth of imagination.
Wonder is the basis of worship.
Heard melodies are sweet, but those unheard are sweeter.
All that mankind has done, thought or been: it is lying as in magic preservation in the pages of books.