Such lovely warmth of thought and delicacy of colour are beyond all praise, and equally beyond all thanks!

Fancy your having no sunshine in London yesterday! Here it was glorious, like full summer, and I sat up with the window wide open, listening to the discourse of two amorous thrushes.

You should always be well and bright, for so you do your best work; and you have so much beautiful work to do. The world needs it, and you must give it!

I must not say what I truly think, or you will tell me I flatter you-but I can only speak what I feel-and very often I cannot even do that when the feeling is very deep.

I entirely agree with you about the obscurity of Mrs Browning's line about the stars. It is far-fetched. She wanted to express something which she found beyond expression.

The Browning love story? It is an ideal, all too rare, and yet I hardly think it strange. It would have been far stranger had the fates allowed those two brilliant passionate souls to beat themselves out in silence.

I never married because there was no need. I have three pets at home which answer the same purpose as a husband. I have a dog which growls every morning, a parrot which swears all afternoon, and a cat that comes home late at night.

Such lovely warmth of thought and delicacy of colour are beyond all praise, and equally beyond all thanks!

Let me be mad... mad with madness of absinthe, the wildest most luxurious madness in the world.

An opinion which excites no opposition at all is not worth having!

Praise, like gold and diamonds, owes its value only to its scarcity.

Poets lose half the praise they should have got, Could it be known what they discreetly blot.

Books that have become classics - books that have had their day and now get more praise than perusal - always remind me of retired colonels and majors and captains who, having reached the age limit, find themselves retired on half pay.

Happiness is within. It has nothing to do with how much applause you get or how many people praise you. Happiness comes when you believe that you have done something truly meaningful.

I love criticism just so long as it's unqualified praise.

To praise it would amount to praising myself. For the entire content of the work... coincides almost exactly with my own meditations which have occupied my mind for the past thirty or thirty-five years.

The sacrifices made by veterans and their willingness to fight in defense of our nation merit our deep respect and praise - and to the best in benefits and medical care.

There is no belittling worse than to over praise a man.

It was not the part of His kindly love that he who was to praise God's divine generosity in regard to others should be compelled to condemn it in regard to himself.

Few people have the wisdom to prefer the criticism that would do them good, to the praise that deceives them.

There is no friend like an old friend who has shared our morning days, no greeting like his welcome, no homage like his praise.

I praise the Lord here today. I know that all my talent and all my ability comes from him, and without him I'm nothing and I thank him for his great blessing.

I find war detestable but those who praise it without participating in it even more so.

It is one thing to praise discipline, and another to submit to it.

When you've grown sick of reading and bug-eyed from watching TV, when your friends are all visited out, no words can adequately praise the link to the outside world provided by your parents and family.

A man desires praise that he may be reassured, that he may be quit of his doubting of himself; he is indifferent to applause when he is confident of success.

For if there is anything to one's praise, it is foolish vanity to be gratified at it, and if it is abuse - why one is always sure to hear of it from one damned good-natured friend or another!

But no one can praise Roosevelt for doing this and then insist that he restored our traditional political and economic systems to their former vitality.

Some are made modest by great praise, others insolent.

There is no such whetstone, to sharpen a good wit and encourage a will to learning, as is praise.

Make friends with the angels, who though invisible are always with you. Often invoke them, constantly praise them, and make good use of their help and assistance in all your temporal and spiritual affairs.

To say of a picture, as is often said in its praise, that it shows great and earnest labour, is to say that it is incomplete and unfit for view.

The higher the sun ariseth, the less shadow doth he cast; even so the greater is the goodness, the less doth it covet praise; yet cannot avoid its rewards in honours.

To the house of a friend if you're pleased to retire, You must all things admit, you must all things admire; You must pay with observance the price of your treat, You must eat what is praised, and must praise what you eat.

It is more difficult to praise rightly than to blame.

I pay no attention whatever to anybody's praise or blame. I simply follow my own feelings.

What every genuine philosopher (every genuine man, in fact) craves most is praise although the philosophers generally call it recognition!

Praise the bridge that carried you over.

Sometimes we deny being worthy of praise, hoping to generate an argument we would be pleased to lose.

Praise or blame has but a momentary effect on the man whose love of beauty in the abstract makes him a severe critic on his own works.

Sandwich every bit of criticism between two layers of praise.

Fans will praise you, scold you, and offer helpful advice. Fans will also defend you.

Our high respect for a well read person is praise enough for literature.

Instead of yelling and spanking, which don't work anyway, I believe in finding creative ways to keep their attention - turning things into a game, for instance. And, when they do something good, positive reinforcement and praise.

Praise is warming and desirable. But it is an earned thing. It has to be deserved, like a hug from a child.

An ingenuous mind feels in unmerited praise the bitterest reproof.

Praise the Lord and pass the ammunition!

O my God, what must a soul be like when it is in this state! It longs to be all one tongue with which to praise the Lord. It utters a thousand pious follies, in a continuous endeavor to please Him who thus possesses it.

What can everyone do? Praise and blame. This is human virtue, this is human madness.