Latent genius is but a presumption. Everything that can be, is bound to come into being, and what never comes into being is nothing.

At bottom there is but one subject of study: the forms and metamorphoses of mind. All other subjects may be reduced to that; all other studies bring us back to this study.

If man was what he ought to be, he would be adored by the animals.

Without passion man is a mere latent force and possibility, like the flint which awaits the shock of the iron before it can give forth its spark.

Analysis kills spontaneity. The grain once ground into flour springs and germinates no more.

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

To do easily what is difficult for others is the mark of talent.