When the boys come into my yard for leave to gather horse-chestnuts, I own I enter into nature's game, and affect to grant the permission reluctantly….

He who is in love is wise and is becoming wiser..

All that can be done for you is nothing to what you can do for yourself..

Living without Laughing isn't living. Be silly. Be honest. Be Kind..

Sunday is the core of our civilization, dedicated to thought and reverence..

From Washington, proverbially "the city of distances," through all its cities, states, and territories, it is a country of beginnings, of projects, o….

Good as is discourse, silence is better and shames it..

I pack my trunk, embrace my friends, embark on the sea and at last wake up in Naples, and there beside me is the stern fact, the sad self, unrelentin….

Shallow men believe in luck. Strong men believe in cause and effect..

If a man carefully examine his thoughts he will be surprised to find how much he lives in the future. His well-being is always ahead. Such a creature….

Life is a series of surprises and would not be worth taking or keeping if it were not..

As the eye is the best composer, so light is the first of painters. There is no object so foul that intense light will not make beautiful; and the st….

The end of being is to know; and if you say, the end of knowledge is action,-why, yes, but the end of that action again, is knowledge..

The true scholar grudges every opportunity of action passed, by, as a loss of power..

There is always a best way of doing everything, if it be to boil an egg. Manners are the happy ways of doing things..

When a thought of Plato becomes a thought to me,--when a truth that fired the soul of Pindar fires mine, time is no more. When I feel that we two mee….

We mark with light in the memory the few interviews we have had with souls that made our souls wiser, that spoke what we thought, that told us what w….

Each age, it is found, must write its own books; or rather, each generation for the next succeeding..

Miracle comes to the miraculous, not to the arithmetician..

Art is a jealous mistress..

We do what we must, and call it by the best names..