Each state of the human mind has some parable in the physical creation by which it is shadowed forth; nor is it only artists and poets, but even the most abstract thinkers that have drawn from this source. Lively activity we name fire; time is a stream that rolls on, sweeping all before it; eternity is a circle; a mystery is hid in midnight gloom, and truth dwells in the sun. Nay, I begin to believe that even the future destiny of the human race is prefigured in the dark oracular utterances of bodily creation.

It is not flesh and blood, but heart which makes us fathers and sons.

As noble Art has survived noble nature, so too she marches ahead of it, fashioning and awakening by her inspiration. Before Truth sends her triumphant light into the depths of the heart, imagination catches its rays, and the peaks of humanity will be glowing when humid night still lingers in the valleys.

Thus Arm in Arm with thee I dare defy my century into the lists.

If thou art something bring thy soul and interchange with mine. - Johann Christoph Friedrich von Schiller.

Only those who have the patience to do simple things perfectly will acquire the skill to do difficult things easily.

Where there is much freedom there is much error.