In the case of a creative mind, it seems to me, the intellect has withdrawn its watchers from the gates, and the ideas rush in pell-mell and only then does it review and inspect the multitudes.

The very plants turn with a joyful transport to the light.

Arrow-swift the present sweepeth, and motionless forever stands the past.

Men show no mercy and expect no mercy, when honor calls, or when they fight for their idols or their gods.

The man who fears nothing is as powerful as he who is feared by everybody.

What shall he fear that does not fear death.

Where there is much freedom there is much error.