We are all of us Apollos serving some Admetus.

There is commonly sufficient space about us. Our horizon is never quite at our elbows.

But the eyes, though they are no sailors, will never be satisfied with any model, however fashionable, which does not answer all the requisitions of art.

Do not seek so anxiously to be developed, to subject yourself to many influences to be played on; it is all dissipation. Humility like darkness reveals the heavenly lights.

Is there any such thing as wisdom not applied to life?

A fact may blossom into a truth.

What is the use of going right over the old track again? There is an adder in the path which your own feet have worn. You must make tracks into the Unknown.