Art is the right hand of Nature.
Cling to thy native land, for it is the land of thy fathers?
Every great mind seeks to labor for eternity. All men are captivated by immediate advantages; great minds alone are excited by the prospect of distant good.
Gray hairs are death's blossoms.
What the inner voice says will not disappoint the hoping soul.
It does not prove a thing to be right because the majority say it is so.