Of all the possessions of this life fame is the noblest; when the body has sunk into the dust the great name still lives.

If you would attain to your highest, go look upon a flower;what the flower does willessly, that do willingly.

Art is the daughter of freedom.

Misery travels free through the whole world!

The mountain cannot frighten one who was born on it.

As freely as the firmament embraces the world, so mercy must encircle friend and foe. The sun poursforth impartially his beams through all the regions of infinity; heaven bestows the dew equally on every thirsty plant. Whatever is good and comes from on high is universal and without reserve: but in the heart's recesses darkness dwells.

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.