William Hazlitt

The humblest painter is a true scholar and the best of scholars the scholar of nature.

Poetry is the universal language which the heart holds with nature and itself. He who has a contempt for poetry, cannot have much respect for himself, or for anything else.

The perfect joys of heaven do not satisfy the cravings of nature.

To be happy, we must be true to nature and carry our age along with us.

We do not see nature with our eyes, but with our understandings and our hearts.