What comes from the heart, goes to the heart.— Samuel Taylor Coleridge
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Exclusively of the abstract sciences, the largest and worthiest portion of our knowledge consists of aphorisms: and the greatest and best of men is but an aphorism.
Humor is consistent with pathos, whilst wit is not.
There is one art of which people should be masters - the art of reflection.
Common sense in an uncommon degree is what the world calls wisdom.
A great mind must be androgynous.
That gracious thing, made up of tears and light.
People of humor are always in some degree people of genius.
All Nature seems at work. Slugs leave their lair The bees are stirring, birds are on the wing, And Winter slumbering in the open air, Wears on his smiling face a dream of spring.
Ignorance seldom vaults into knowledge.
Silence does not always mark wisdom.
Friendship is a sheltering tree.
Ignorance seldom vaults into knowledge, but passes into it through an intermediate state of obscurity, even as night into day through twilight.
In politics, what begins in fear usually ends in folly.
The happiness of life is made up of minute fractions - the little, soon forgotten charities of a kiss or a smile, a kind look or heartfelt compliment.
Advice is like snow - the softer it falls, the longer it dwells upon, and the deeper in sinks into the mind.
I have seen great intolerance shown in support of tolerance.
An instinctive taste teaches men to build their churches with spire steeples which point as with a silent finger to the sky and stars.
Talk of the devil, and his horns appear.
Language is the armory of the human mind, and at once contains the trophies of its past and the weapons of its future conquests.
Ah! well a-day! what evil looks / Had I from old and young! / Instead of the cross, the Albatross / About my neck was hung.
Imagination is the living power and prime agent of all human perception.
Men of genius are rarely much annoyed by the company of vulgar people, because they have a power of looking at such persons as objects of amusement of another race altogether.
And in today already walks tomorrow.
The one red leaf, the last of its clan, That dances as often as dance it can, Hanging so light, and hanging so high, On the topmost twig that looks up at the sky.
Plagiarists are always suspicious of being stolen from.
The most happy marriage I can picture or imagine to myself would be the union of a deaf man to a blind woman.
He prayeth best who loveth best.
The river Rhine, it is well known, Doth wash your city of Cologne;
But tell me, nymphs! what power divine Shall henceforth wash the river Rhine?
Nature has her proper interest; and he will know what it is, who believes and feels, that every Thing has a Life of its own, and that we are all one Life.
The first great requisite is absolute sincerity.
Falsehood and disguise are miseries and misery-makers.
Her skin was white as leprosy.
Real pain can alone cure us of imaginary ills.
We feel a thousand miseries till we are lucky enough to feel misery.
Advice is like snow -- the softer it falls, the longer it dwells upon, and the deeper it sinks into the mind.
Poetry: the best words in the best order.
The doing evil to avoid an evil cannot be good.
How strange and awful is the synthesis of life and death in the gusty winds and falling leaves of an autumnal day!
He who begins by loving Christianity more than Truth, will proceed by loving his sect or church better than Christianity, and end in loving himself better than all.
Nothing is so contagious as enthusiasm.
O it is pleasant, with a heart at ease, Just after sunset, or by moonlight skies, To make the shifting clouds be what you please.
My eyes make pictures when they are shut.
Her lips were red, her looks were free, Her locks were yellow as gold: Her skin was white as leprosy, The Nightmare Life-in-Death was she, Who thicks man's blood with cold.
The fair breeze blew, The white foam flew, And the forrow followed free.
We were the first to ever burst into the silent sea.
Alas! they had been friends in youth; but whispering tongues can poison truth.
The once red leaf, the last of its clan, that dances as often as dance it can.
When a man mistakes his thoughts for persons and things, he is mad.
A savage place! As holy and enchanted/As e'er beneath the waning moon was haunted/By woman wailing for her Demon Lover!
Work without hope draws nectar in a sieve, And hope without an object cannot live.
Works of imagination should be written in very plain language;
the more purely imaginative they are the more necessary it is to be plain.
Those who best know human nature will acknowledge most fully what a strength light hearted nonsense give to a hard working man