The universe is a thought of God.

Disappointments are to the soul what a thunderstorm is to the air.

Day's lustrous eyes grow heavy in sweet death.

Freedom exists only with power.

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

To live is to dream, and to dream pleasantly is to be wise.

We are citizens of an age, as well as of a State; and if it is held to be unseemly, or even inadmissible, for a man to cut himself off from the customs and manners of the circle in which he lives, why should it be less of a duty, in the choice of his activity, to submit his decision to the needs and the taste of his century?