Love is the reward of love.

There is no solitude in nature.

Weep, for the light is dead.

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

A childlike mind in its simplicity practises that science of good to which the wise may be blind.

If yon wish to be like the gods on earth, to be free in the realms of the dead, pluck not the fruit from the garden! In appearance it may glisten to the eye; but the perishable pleasure of possession quickly avenges the curse of curiosity.

Truth exists for the wise, beauty for the feeling heart.