There never was and is not likely soon to be a nation of philosophers, nor am I certain it is desirable that there should be.
They can do without architecture who have no olives nor wines in the cellar.
Things do not change; we change.
This world is but a canvas to our imagination.
Those whom we can love, we can hate; to others we are indifferent.
To affect the quality of the day, that is the highest of arts.
Time is but the stream I go a-fishing in.
To a philosopher all news, as it is called, is gossip, and they who edit and read it are old women over their tea.
There is no just and serene criticism as yet.
Through our own recovered innocence we discern the innocence of our neighbors.
There is one consolation in being sick; and that is the possibility that you may recover to a better state than you were ever in before.
There is no value in life except what you choose to place upon it and no happiness in any place except what you bring to it yourself.
There is no remedy for love but to love more.
To be admitted to Nature's hearth costs nothing. None is excluded, but excludes himself. You have only to push aside the curtain.
There is no more fatal blunderer than he who consumes the greater part of his life getting his living.