If there is a look of human eyes that tells of perpetual loneliness, so there is also the familiar look that is the sign of perpetual crowds..

The sense of humor has other things to do than to make itself conspicuous in the act of laughter..

Assuredly it would be a pity if laughter should ever become, like rhetoric and the arts, a habit..

Our fathers valued change for the sake of its results; we value it in the act..

With mimicry, with praises, with echoes, or with answers, the poets have all but outsung the bell. The inarticulate bell has found too much interpret….

We talk of sunshine and moonshine, but not of cloud-shine, which is yet one of the illuminations of our skies. A shining cloud is one of the most maj….

There is something very cheerful and courageous in the setting-out of a child on a journey of speech with so small baggage and with so much confidenc….

Red has been praised for its nobility of the color of life. But the true color of life is not red. Red is the color of violence, or of life broken op….

Happiness is not a matter of events; it depends upon the tides of the mind..

I come from nothing: but from where come the undying thoughts I bear?.

It is easy to replace man, and it will take no great time, when Nature has lapsed, to replace Nature..

There is nothing in the world more peaceful than apple - leaves with an early moon..

The cloud controls the light ... It is the cloud that, holding the sun's rays in a sheaf as a giant holds a handful of spears, strikes the horizon, t….

The true colour of life is the colour of the body, the colour of the covered red, the implicit and not explicit red of the living heart and the pulse….

She walks--the lady of my delight-- A sheperdess of sheep. Her flocks are thoughts. She keeps them white; She guards them from the steep. She feeds t….

recurrence is sure. What the mind suffered last week, or last year, it does not suffer now; but it will suffer again next week or next year. Happines….

The eyelids confess, and reject, and refuse to reject. They have expressed all things ever since man was man. And they express so much by seeming to ….

Tender, too, is the silence of human feet. You have but to pass a season amongst the barefooted to find that man, who, shod, makes so much ado, is na….

Now, in our opinion no author should be blamed for obscurity, nor should any pains be grudged in the effort to understand him, provided that he has d….

From the shaken tower A flock of bells take flight, And go with the hour..

Spirit of place! It is for this we travel, to surprise its subtlety; and where it is a strong and dominant angel, that place, seen once, abides entir….