One drop of hatred left in the cup of joy turns the most blissful draught into poison.

The mountain cannot frighten one who was born on it.

Obedience decks the Christian most.

Secrecy is for the happy,--misery, hopeless misery, needs no veil; under a thousand suns it dares act openly.

Have Hope. Though clouds environs now, And gladness hides her face in scorn, Put thou the shadow from thy brow, - No night but hath its morn.

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.

Truth suffers no loss if a vehement youth fails in finding it, in the same way that virtue and religion suffer no detriment if a criminal denies them.