Sublime

Nature puts on a disguise when she speaks to every man;

“I beg your pardon, for a number of beautiful and sacred thoughts, in which you were generally classified as a fool.

He said that if one had a clue this was the worst way; but if one had no clue at all it was the best, because there was just the chance that any oddity that caught the eye of the pursuer might be the same that had caught the eye of the pursued. Somewhere a man must begin, and it had better be just where another man might stop. Something about that

We rejoice when we find remaining in the world any cases in which the individual can see the beginning and the end of his own work.

It did not occur to him that Lydgate’s marriage was not delightful: he believed, as the rest did, that Rosamond was an amiable, docile creature, though he had always thought her rather uninteresting – a little too much the pattern-card of the finishing-school;

he is a poet in this real sense, that he has realised the meaning of every function he has performed.

Liberty has produced scepticism, and scepticism has destroyed liberty.

a thirst for some loyalty that shall unify life,