There are beauties of character which, like the night-blooming cereus, are closed against the glare and turbulence of every-day life, and bloom only in shade and solitude, and beneath the quiet stars. — Henry Theodore Tuckerman Copy Share Image
Travel gives a character of experience to our knowledge, and brings the figures on the tablet of memory into strong relief. — Henry Theodore Tuckerman Copy Share Image
Whatever is genuine in social relations endures, despite of time, error, absence, and destiny; and that which has no inherent vitality had better die… — Henry Theodore Tuckerman Copy Share Image
There are beauties of character which, like the night-blooming cereus, are closed against the glare and turbulence of every-day life, and bloom only in… — Henry Theodore Tuckerman Copy Share Image
To be a good traveler argues one no ordinary philosopher. A sweet landscape must sometimes be allowed to atone for an indifferent supper, and… — Henry Theodore Tuckerman Copy Share Image
Without the definiteness of sculpture and painting, music is, for that very reason, far more suggestive. Like Milton's Eve, an outline, an impulse, is… — Henry Theodore Tuckerman Copy Share Image
There is a policy in manner. I have heard one, not inexperienced in the pursuit of fame, give it his earnest support, as being… — Henry Theodore Tuckerman Copy Share Image
Do not give to thy friends the most agreeable counsels, but the most advantageous. — Henry Theodore Tuckerman Copy Share Image
The art of walking is at once suggestive of the dignity of man. Progressive motion alone implies power, but in almost every other instance… — Henry Theodore Tuckerman Copy Share Image
The French have a significant saying, that a woman who buys her complexion will sell it. — Henry Theodore Tuckerman Copy Share Image
A work of art is said to be perfect in proportion as it does not remind the spectator of the process by which it… — Henry Theodore Tuckerman Copy Share Image
To a nice ear, the quality of a voice is singularly affecting. Its depth seems to be allied to feeling; at least, the contralto… — Henry Theodore Tuckerman Copy Share Image
