I am my own heaven and hell!
A pity about the people! they are brave enough comrades, but they have heads like a soapboiler's.
It is easy to give advice from a port of safety.
Eternity gives nothing back of what one leaves out of the minutes.
The future comes slowly, the present flies and the past stands still forever.
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.