Is life not a thousand times too short for us to bore ourselves?
I love him who reserveth no share of spirit for himself, but wanteth to be wholly the spirit of his virtue: thus walketh he as spirit over the bridge.
You shall become the person you are.
That for which we find words is something already dead in our hearts.
Man alone resists the direction of gravitation: he constantly wants to fall--upwards.
The rising and falling of the scales of pride and humility sustain the brooding mind as well as the alternations of desire and peace of the soul.