Beauty as we feel it is something indescribable: what it is or what it means can never be said. - George Santayana

Everything in nature is lyrical in its ideal essence, tragic in its fate, and comic in its existence.

There was a distinct class of these gentlemen tramps, young men no longer young, who wouldn't settle down, who disliked polite society and the genteel conventions, but hadn't enough intelligence or enough conceit to think themselves transcendentalists or poets, in the style of Thoreau or of Walt Whitman.

The idea of Christ is much older than Christianity.