If self-knowledge is the road to virtue, so is virtue still more the road to self-knowledge.

The gymnasium of running, walking on stilts, climbing, etc. stells and makes hardy single powers and muscles, but dancing, like a corporeal poesy, embellishes, exercises, and equalizes all the muscles at once.

The miracle on earth are the laws of heaven.

Man's feelings are always purest and most glowing in the hour of meeting and of farewell.

Like a morning dream, life becomes more and more bright the longer we live, and the reason of everything appears more clear. What has puzzled us before seems less mysterious, and the crooked paths look straighter as we approach the end.

The romance of life begins and ends with two blank pages. Age and extreme old age.

The burden of suffering seems a tombstone hung about our necks, while in reality it is only the weight which is necessary to keep down the diver while he is hunting for pearls.