Not he who scorns the Saviour's yoke Should wear his cross upon the heart.

It is play and only play that makes man complete.

Foster the beautiful, and every hour thou tallest new flowers to birth.

I speak with the Eternal through the instrument of nature, through the world's history: I read the soul of the artist in his Apollo.

It is at the approach of extreme danger when a hollow puppet can accomplish nothing, that power falls into the mighty hands of nature, of the spirit giant-born, who listens only to himself, and knows nothing of compacts.

If the art of gardening is at last to turn back from her extravagances and rest with her other sisters, it is, above everything, necessary to have clearly before you what you require . . . It is certainly tasteless and inconsistent to desire to encompass the world with a garden-wall, but very practicable and reasonable to make a garden . . . into a characteristic whole to the eye, heart, and nderstanding alike.

Individual character is in the right that is in strict consistence with itself. Self-contradiction is the only wrong.