John LubbockThinkers

Art is unquestionably one of the purest and highest elements in human happiness. It trains the mind through the eye, and the eye through the mind. As the sun colors flowers, so does art color life.

Happiness is a thing to be practiced, like the violin.

Hunting is grounded in the idea that animals must be preserved first, in order that they may be killed afterwards.

Learning is preceded by love. If we succeed in giving the love of learning, the learning itself is sure to follow.

The Library is a place to sit and yet be in all quarters of the earth.

Pain's absence would require the forfeiture of the possibilities of happiness.

Rest is not idleness, and to lie sometimes on the grass under the trees on a summer's day, listening to the murmur of water, or watching the clouds float across the blue sky, is by no means waste of time.

Seeing is largely dependent upon what we look for.

Worry is more exhausting than a day of work.