A red, red rose, all wet with dew, With leaves of green by red shot through.
Is it conceivable that mysticism is a mark of inadequate art?
The seeds of civilization are in every culture, but it is city life that brings them to fruition.
To trace the development of mind from earliest times. . . requires. . . not a categorical concept, but a functional one. . . . The most promising operational principle for this purpose is the principle of individuation.
If a work of art is a projection of feeling, its kinship with organic nature will emerge, no matter through how many transformations, logically and inevitably.
The fairytale is irresponsible; it is frankly imaginary, and its purpose is to gratify wishes, as a dream doth flatter.
The Past, being in the mode of memory, is closed, inalienable, and irreparable.
It is a moon wrapped in brown paper.
If you do some wonderful service and if you tell people what you did in a boastful way, it nullifies the credit of your service, may not be in the eternal platform, but in your conscious condition you will not be able to reap the benefits of that service.
The Amen of nature is always a flower.
But, do you know, once you get used to it's rather cute. I mean, if a girl looks alright to start with, she still looks alright with her head smooth.