Poetry is the universal language which the heart holds with nature and itself. He who has a contempt for poetry, cannot have much respect for himself, or for anything else.
The more we do, the more we can do.
There are no rules for friendship. It must be left to itself. We cannot force it any more than love.
The world judge of men by their ability in their profession, and we judge of ourselves by the same test: for it is on that on which our success in life depends.
Man is the only animal that laughs and weeps for he is the only animal that is struck with the difference between what things are and what they might have been.
Landscape painting is the obvious resource of misanthropy.
To think ill of mankind and not wish ill to them, is perhaps the highest wisdom and virtue.
Actors are the only honest hypocrites.
The truly proud man is satisfied with his own good opinion and does not seek to make converts to it.
A nickname is the heaviest stone that the devil can throw at a man. It is a bugbear to the imagination, and, though we do not believe in it, it still haunts our apprehensions.
There is nothing good to be had in the country or if there be they will not let you have it.
The same reason makes a man a religious enthusiast that makes a man an enthusiast in any other way: an uncomfortable mind in an uncomfortable body.
We do not die wholly at our deaths: we have moldered away gradually long before. Faculty after faculty interest after interest attachment after attachment disappear: we are torn from ourselves while...
Those who are fond of setting things to rights have no great objection to setting them wrong.
Prejudice is the child of ignorance.
An honest man speaks the truth, though it may give offence a vain man, in order that it may.
Few things tend more to alienate friendship than a want of punctuality in our engagements. I have known the breach of a promise to dine or sup to break up more than one intimacy.
We attempt nothing great but from a sense of the difficulties we have to encounter we persevere in nothing great but from a pride in overcoming them.
Man is a make-believe animal - he is never so truly himself as when he is acting a part.
Love turns, with a little indulgence, to indifference or disgust hatred alone is immortal.
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