The Soul is the voice of the body's interests.

It is rash to intrude upon the piety of others: both the depth and the grace of it elude the stranger.

You and I possess manifold ideal bonds in the interests we share; but each of us has his poor body and his irremediable, incommunicable dreams.

Nonsense is so good only because common sense is so limited.

There is no tyranny so hateful as a vulgar and anonymous tyranny. It is all-permeating, all-thwarting; it blasts every budding novelty and sprig of genius with its omnipresent and fierce stupidity. Such a headless people has the mind of a worm and the claws of a dragon.

For gold is tried in the fire and acceptable men in the furnace of adversity.

An artist is a dreamer consenting to dream of the actual world.