Truth Is The Nursing Mother

The Civilized Man Is A Larger Mind But A More Imperfect Nature Than The Savage.

The Critic Is Beneath The Maker, But Is His Needed Friend. The Critic Is Not A Base Caviler, But The Younger Brother Of Genius. Next To Invention Is The Power Of Interpreting Invention; Next To Beauty The Power Of Appreciating Beauty. And Of Making Others Appreciate It.

Plants Of Great Vigor Will Almost Always Struggle Into Blossom, Despite Impediments. But There Should Be Encouragement, And A Free Genial Atmosphere For Those Of More Timid Sort, Fair Play For Each In Its Own Kind.

When The Intellect And Affections Are In Harmony; When Intellectual Consciousness Is Calm And Deep; Inspiration Will Not Be Confounded With Fancy.

Life Is Richly Worth Living, With Its Continual Revelations Of Mighty Woe, Yet Infinite Hope; And I Take It To My Breast.