To win the secret of a weed's plain heart.

There is no work of genius which has not been the delight of mankind, no word of genius to which the human heart and soul have not sooner or later responded.

Who's not sat tense before his own heart's curtain.

In the parliament of the present every man represents a constituency of the past.

Who gives himself with his alms feeds three, himself, his hungering neighbor and me.

No man can produce great things who is not thoroughly sincere in dealing with himself.

Freedom is the only law which genius knows.