Our Ideals, Like Pictures, Are Made From

We Use Up In The Passions The Stuff That Was Given Us For Happiness.

Only Just The Right Quantum Of Wit Should Be Put Into A Book; In Conversation A Little Excess Is Allowable.

Without The Spiritual World The Material World Is A Disheartening Enigma.

He Who Has Imagination Without Learning Has Wings But No Feet.

How Many Books There Are Whose Reputation Is Made That Would Not Obtain It Were It Now To Make?