The Whole Value Of History, Of Biography,

And The Glory Of Character Is In Affronting The Horrors Of Depravity To Draw Thence New Nobilities Of Power: As Art Lives And Thrills In New Use And Combining Of Contrasts, And Mining Into The Dark Evermore For Blacker Pits Of Night.

Nature And Books Belong To The Eyes That See Them.

Genius Seems To Consistent Merely In Trueness Of Sight.

The Cheapness Of Man Is Every Day's Tragedy. It Is As Real A Loss That Others Should Be Low, As That We Should Be Low; For We Musthave A Society.

Solitude Is Impractical And Yet Society Is Fatal.