Deep experience is never peaceful.
Mr. Morris's poem is ushered into the world with a very florid birthday speech from the pen of the author of the too famous ,—a circumstance, we apprehend, in no small degree prejudicial to its succes...
It takes an endless amount of history to make even a little tradition.
I intend to judge things for myself; to judge wrongly, I think, is more honorable than not to judge at all.
I take up my own pen again - the pen of all my old unforgettable efforts and sacred struggles. To myself - today - I need say no more. Large and full and high the future still opens. It is now indeed...
The face of nature and civilization in this our country is to a certain point a very sufficient literary field. But it will yield its secrets only to a really grasping imagination. To write well and w...
It is difficult to speak adequately or justly of London. It is not a pleasant place; it is not agreeable, or cheerful, or easy, or exempt from reproach. It is only magnificent. You can draw up a treme...
People talk about the conscience, but it seems to me one must just bring it up to a certain point and leave it there. You can let your conscience alone if you're nice to the second housemaid.
I don't need the aid of a clever man to teach me how to live. I can find it out for myself.
How in the world--when what is such knowledge but suffering?
Try to be someone upon whom nothing is lost!
I was too much taken up with another interest to care; I felt beneath my feet the threshold of the strange door, in my life, which had suddenly been thrown open and out of which came an air of a keenn...
I ought to tell you I'm probably your cousin.
You were reserved for my future
I’ll watch with you.
Nothing is my last word on anything.
It's not my fate to give up--I know it can't be.
Isabel took a drive alone that afternoon; she wished to be far away, under the sky, where she could descend from her carriage and tread upon the daisies. She had long before this taken old Rome into h...
We work in the dark - we do what we can - we give what we have. Our doubt is our passion and our passion is our task. The rest is the madness of art.
If one is strong, one loves the more strongly.