“If we do not find anything very pleasant, at least we shall find something new.”

Arrow-swift the present sweepeth, and motionless forever stands the past.

Worthless is the nation that does not gladly stake it’s all on its honor.

Our safety is not in blindness, but in facing our dangers.

Man, living, feeling man, is the easy sport of the over-mastering present.

Nothing, it is true, is more common than for both Science and Art to pay homage to the spirit of the age, and for creative taste to accept the law of critical taste.

Only the soldier is a free man, because he can look death in the face.

Truth is more than a dream and a song.

Eternity gives nothing back of what one leaves out of the minutes.

Dare to err and to dream. Deep meaning often lies in childish plays.

Physical beauty is the sign of an interior beauty, a spiritual and moral beauty which is the basis, the principle, and the unity of the beautiful.

He who considers too much will perform little.

O that it might remain eternally green, The beautiful time of youthful love.

I am my own heaven and hell!

The world’s history is constant, like the laws of nature, and simple, like the souls of men. The same conditions continually produce the same results.

The first great law is to obey.

In love, Jealousy is the great exaggerator.

The more content you share, the more opportunity people have to see it and engage with it.

I aim to be content with what I produce. It’s an aim I never achieve, but I go over my work word by word, time and again, so as to be as little dissatisfied as possible.

Joy may you have and gentle hearts content Of your loves couplement: And let faire Venus, that is Queene of love, With her heart-quelling Sonne upon you smile

For to enter the palace of learning at the great gate requires an expense of time and forms, therefore men of much haste and little ceremony are content to get in by the back-door.

The book of nature is a fine and large piece of tapestry rolled up, which we are not able to see all at once, but must be content to wait for the discovery of its beauty, and symmetry, little by little, as it graduallly comes to be more and more unfolded, or displayed.

Sweet are the thoughts that savor of content: the quiet mind is richer than a crown.

For education among all kinds of men always has had, and always will have, an element of danger and revolution, of dissatisfaction and discontent.

Anyone in any walk of life who is content with mediocrity is untrue to himself and to American tradition.