France, for example, loves at the same time history and the drama, because the one explores the vast destinies of humanity, and the other the individual lot of man.

Greatness is the dream of youth realized in old age.

But it is the province of religion, of philosophy, of pure poetry only, to go beyond life, beyond time, into eternity.

What is a great life? It is the dreams of youth realised in old age.

Just as we descend into our consciences to judge of actions which our minds can not weigh, can we not also search in ourselves for the feeling which gives birth to forms of thought, always vague and cloudy?

I have a private theory, Sir, that there are no heroes and no monsters in this world. Only children should be allowed to use these words

Art ought never to be considered except in its relations with its ideal beauty.