Sublime

Jeff was a tender soul. I think he thought that country—if there was one—was just blossoming with roses and babies and canaries and tidies, and all that sort of thing.

Irresponsibility of Thought.

maudlin,

Literary men are being employed to praise a big business man personally, as men used to praise a king.

had a poor, helpless, rudimentary spleen of a conscience left, just enough to make her uncomfortable, and therefore more wicked.

His really sound and essential conception of Liberty, “Turning to scorn with lips divine The falsehood of extremes,” is as good a definition of Liberalism as has been uttered in poetry in the Liberal century.

In himself man is essentially a beast, only he butters it over like a slice of bread with a little decorum.