Give Me Truth; Cheat Me By No

The Mind Is Not, I Know, A Highway, But A Temple, And Its Doors Should Not Be Carelessly Left Open.

If Anything Can Be Invented More Excruciating Than An English Opera, Such As Was The Fashion At The Time I Was In London, I Am Sure No Sin Of Mine Deserves The Punishment Of Bearing It.

We Would Have Every Arbitrary Barrier Thrown Down. We Would Have Every Path Laid Open To Woman As Freely As To Man.

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

Man Can Never Come Up To His Ideal Standard. It Is The Nature Of The Immortal Spirit To Raise That Standard Higher And Higher As It Goes From Strength To Strength, Still Upward And Onward. The Wisest And Greatest Men Are Ever The Most Modest.