Art, as far as it is able, follows nature, as a pupil imitates his master; thus your art must be, as it were, God's grandchild.

There is no greater pain than to remember, in our present grief, past happiness.

A backward glance can often lift the heart.

But if, as morning rises, dreams are true.

If a thief helps a poor man out of the spoils of his thieving, we must not call that charity.

You shall leave everything you love.

And as he, who with laboring breath has escaped from the deep to the shore, turns to the perilous waters and gazes.