truth is nothing but a feeling that something is true.

Sin bravely...We will never have all the facts to make a perfect judgement, but with the aid of basic experience we must leap bravely into the future.

Ecclesiastes said that "all is vanity," Most modern preachers say the same, or show it By their examples of true Christianity: In short, all know, or very short may know it.

One main factor in the upward trend of animal life has been the power of wandering.

O Scotia! my dear, my native soil! For whom my warmest wish to heaven is sent; Long may thy hardy sons of rustic toil Be blest with health, and peace, and sweet content.

Hell is paved with good intentions, roofed in with lost opportunities.

Most people would succeed in small things if they were not troubled with great ambitions.

Most history is a record of the triumphs, disasters, and follies of top people. The black hole in it is the way of life of mute, inglorious men and women who make no nuisance of themselves in the world.

Why should a man die who has sage in his garden?

Earth took her shining station as a star, In Heaven's dark hall, high up the crowd of worlds.

Ayr, gurgling, kissed his pebbled shore, O'erhung with wild woods, thickening green; The fragrant birch and hawthorn hoar Twined amorous round the raptures scene.

Poets heap virtues, painters gems, at will, And show their zeal, and hide their want of skill.

The virtue of dress rehearsals is that they are a free show for a select group of artists and friends of the author, and where for one unique evening the audience is almost expurgated of idiots.

The Jackdaw sat in the Cardinal's chair! Bishop and Abbot and Prior were there, Many a monk and many a friar, Many a knight and many a squire, With a great many more of lesser degree,-- In sooth a goodly company; And they served the Lord Primate on bended knee. Never, I ween, Was a prouder seen, Read of in books or dreamt of in dreams, Than the Cardinal Lord Archbishop of Rheims.

Bad officials are elected by good citizens who do not vote.

Fine art, that exists for itself alone, is art in a final state of impotence. If nobody, including the artist, acknowledges art as a means of knowing the world, then art is relegated to a kind of rumpus room of the mind and the irresponsibility of the artist and the irrelevance of art to actual living becomes part and parcel of the practice of art.

She hugged the offender, and forgave the offense, Sex to the last.

The Difficult is that which can be done immediately; the Impossible that which takes a little longer.

There is no wider gulf in the universe than yawns between those on the hither and thither side of vital experience.

Him that makes shoes go barefoot himself.