Mother of Marvels, mysterious and tender Nature, why do we not live more in thee.

The mind must have for ballast the clear conception of duty, if it is not to fluctuate between levity and despair.

To be always ready a man must be able to cut a knot, for everything cannot be untied.

Wisdom consists in rising superior both to madness and to common sense, and is lending oneself to the universal illusion without becoming its dupe.

Each bud flowers but once and each flower has but its minute of perfect beauty; so, in the garden of the soul each feeling has, as it were, its flowering instant, its one and only moment of expansive grace and radiant kingship.

The man who insists upon seeing with perfect clearness before he decides, never decides. Accept life, and you must accept regret.

Our life is nothing, it is true, but our life is divine. A breath of nature annihilates us, but we surpass nature in penetrating far beyond her vast phantasmagoria to the changeless and the eternal.