What Is More Gentle Than A Wind

Conversation Is Not A Search After Knowledge, But An Endeavor At Effect.

How Astonishingly Does The Chance Of Leaving The World Improve A Sense Of Its Natural Beauties Upon Us. Like Poor Falstaff, Although I Do Not 'babble,' I Think Of Green Fields; I Muse With The Greatest Affection On Every Flower I Have Know From My Infancy - Their Shapes And Colours Are As New To Me As If I Had Just Created Them With Superhuman Fancy.

Give Me Books, French Wine, Fruit, Fine Weather And A Little Music Played Out Of Doors By Somebody I Do Not Know.

The Genius Of Shakespeare Was An Innate University.

There Is Not A Fiercer Hell Than The Failure In A Great Object.