There is no growth except in the fulfillment of obligations.

Perfection is attained, not when no more can be added, but when no more can be removed.

Good taste" is a virtue of the keepers of museums. If you scorn bad taste, you will have neither painting nor dancing, neither palaces nor gardens.

You cannot plant an acorn in the morning, and expect that afternoon to sit in the shade of an oak.

Only he can understand what a farm is, what a country is, who shall have sacrificed part of himself to his farm or country, fought to save it, struggled to make it beautiful. Only then will the love of farm or country fill his heart.

No individual is isolated. He who is sad, saddens others.

We are forever responsible for that which we have tamed.