“Beauty vanishes like a vapor,
Preach the men of musty morals.”

“The whole history of religion is a history of the failure of preaching. Preaching is moral violence.”

“By Crom, I do not like this place, where dead men rise, and sleeping men vanish into the bellies of shadows!”

“Adversity draws men together and produces beauty and harmony in life's relationships, just as the cold of winter produces ice-flowers on the window-panes, which vanish with the warmth.”

“I preached as never sure to preach again, and as a dying man to dying men.”

“For beauty called to beauty and there thronged at the enchanter's will
The vanished hours of love that burn within the Ever-living still.”

“How is it possible for the beauty that was there only minutes before to vanish so quickly?”

“Men preach Philosophy, women practise it.”

“But beauty vanishes; beauty passes;
However rare—rare it be;
And when I crumble, who will remember
This lady of the West Country?”

“We have, in fact, two kinds of morality side by side; one which we preach but do not practise, and another which we practise but seldom preach.”