... so in love the heart surrenders itself entirely to the one being that has known how to touch it. That being is not selected; it is recognised and obeyed.
George SantayanaThe mind of the Renaissance was not a pilgrim mind, but a sedentary city mind, like that of the ancients.
George SantayanaNothing can be meaner than the anxiety to live on, to live on anyhow and in any shape; a spirit with any honor is not willing to live except in its own way, and a spirit with any wisdom is not over-eager to live at all.
George Santayana