Even now, nature is the only flame, on which the poetic spirit feeds; from it alone it draws all its power, to it alone it speaks even in the artificial, in the man engaged in culture.

An axe at home saves hiring a carpenter.

Obedience is the Christian's crown.

Cling to thy native land, for it is the land of thy fathers?

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.

To one, science is an exalted goddess; to another it is a cow which provides him with butter.

O God, how lovely still is life!