My life will be the best illustration of all my work.

Death walks faster than the wind and never returns what he has taken.

Human beings, on the contrary, have a soul which lives forever, lives after the body has been turned to dust. It rises up through the clear, pure air beyond the glittering stars.

In the days of Moses and the prophets such a man would have been counted among the wise men of the land; in the Middle Ages he would have been burned at the stake.

It was clear to me, as I glanced back over my earlier life, that a loving Providence watched over me, that all was directed for me by a higher power.

Well, yes: people write poems when they are in love, but a wise man will not print them.

It is the power of thought that gives man power over nature.