Love is only known by him who hopelessly persists in love.
Satisfied if they themselves can escape from the hard labour of thought, they willingly abandon to others the guardianship of their thoughts.
Man, living, feeling man, is the easy sport of the over-mastering present.
Where there is much freedom there is much error.
If you cannot please everyone with your deeds and your art, please a few. To please many is bad.
It is difficult to discriminate the voice of truth from amid the clamor raised by heated partisans.