Imagination is a licensed trespasser: it has no fear of dogs, but may climb over walls and peep in at windows with impunity.
I desire no future that will break the ties of the past.
The floods of nonsense printed in the form of critical opinions seem to me a chief curse of the times, a chief obstacle to true culture.
Wise books For half the truths they hold are honored tombs.
One has to spend many years in learning how to be happy.
Your dunce who can't do his sums always has a taste for the infinite.