Genius, whether locked up in a cell or roaming at large, is always solitary.
He who draws noble delights from sentiments of poetry is a true poet, though he has never written a line in all his life.
The more you lose the right to be jealous, the more so you become!
Simplicity, a delicate silence about oneself, increases their worth and makes one love those whom one admires.
The brain is a tool that gets rusty without constant, albeit moderate, exercise.
The intellect seeks, the heart finds.