Kant's style is so heavy that after his pure reason, the reader longs for unreasonableness.
My home is where I work, and I work everywhere.
Nature is man's teacher. She unfolds her treasures to his search, unseals his eye, illumes his mind, and purifies his heart; an influence breathes from all the sights and sounds of her existence.
If I have a thousand ideas and only one turns out to be good, I am satisfied.
Lying is the greatest of all sins.
Hope is nature's veil for hiding truth's nakedness.