Every man has a paradise around him till he sins, and the angel of an accusing conscience drives him from his Eden.
I feel a kind of reverence for the first books of young authors. There is so much aspiration in them, so much audacious hope and trembling fear, so much of the heart's history, that all errors and shortcomings are for a while lost sight of in the amiable self assertion of youth.
Who ne'er his bread in sorrow ate, Who ne'er the mournful midnight hours Weeping upon his bed has sate, He knows you not, ye Heavenly Powers.
I love an author the more for having been himself a lover of books.
Who dares To say that he alone has found the truth?
Feeling is deep and still; and the word that floats on the surface Is as the tossing buoy, that betrays where the anchor is hidden.
Trouble is the next best thing to enjoyment; there is no fate in the world so horrible as to have no share in either its joys or sorrows.
It is true, that it is not at all necessary to love many books, in order to love them much.
The mind of the scholar, if you would have it large and liberal, should come in contact with other minds. It is better that his armor should be somewhat bruised by rude encounters even, than hang forever rusting on the wall.
As to the pure mind all things are pure, so to the poetic mind all things are poetical.
The day is done; and slowly from the scene the stooping sun upgathers his spent shafts, and puts them back into his golden quiver!
Love makes its record in deeper colors as we grow out of childhood into manhood; as the Emperors signed their names in green ink when under age, but when of age, in purple.
Nothing useless is, or low; Each thing in its place is best; And what seems but idle show Strengthens and supports the rest.
The mind of the scholar, if he would leave it large and liberal, should come in contact with other minds.
The thoughts of Youth are long, long thoughts
There is nothing perfectly secure but poverty.
Truly, this world can go on without us, if we would but think so.
Method is more important than strength, when you wish to control your enemies.
Silence is a great peacemaker.
Some critics are like chimney-sweepers; they put out the fire below, and frighten the swallows from their nests above; they scrape a long time in the chimney, cover themselves with soot, and bring nothing away but a bag of cinders, and then sing from the top of the house as if they had built it.
An enlightened mind is not hoodwinked; it is not shut up in a gloomy prison till it thinks the walls of its dungeon the limits of the universe, and the reach of its own chain the outer verge of intelligence.
God sifted a whole nation that he might send choice grain over into this wilderness.
'Twas Easter-Sunday. The full-blossomed trees Filled all the air with fragrance and with joy.
The tide rises, the tide falls, The twilight darkens, the curlew calls; The little waves, with their soft, white hands, Efface the footprints in the sands, And the tide rises, the tide falls.
The setting of a great hope is like the setting of the sun. The brightness of our life is gone. Shadows of evening fall around us, and the world seems but a dim reflection - itself a broader shadow. We look forward into the coming lonely night. The soul withdraws into itself. Then stars arise, and the night is holy.
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