A scholar knows no boredom.

The happiness of life consists, like the day, not in single flashes (of light), but in one continuous mild serenity. The most beautiful period of the heart's existence is in this calm equable light, even although it be only moonshine or twilight. Now the mind alone can obtain for us this heavenly cheerfulness and peace.

Every friend is to the other a sun, and a sunflower also. He attracts and follows.

Joy descends gently upon us like the evening dew, and does not patter down like a hailstorm.

Education should bring to light the ideal of the individual.

Romanticism is beauty without bounds-the beautiful infinite.

The end we aim at must be known, before the way can be made.