The roots of the deepest love die in the heart, if not tenderly cherished.

Have you never observed that children will sometimes, of a sudden, give utterance to ideas which makes us wonder how they got possession of them? Which presuppose a long series of other ideas and secret self-communings? Which break forth like a full stream out of the earth, an infallible sign that the stream was not produced in a moment from a few raindrops, but had long been flowing concealed beneath the ground?

Each nationality contains its centre of happiness within itself, as a bullet the centre of gravity.

A poet is the creator of the nation around him, he gives them a world to see and has their souls in his hand to lead them to that world.

The craving for a delicate fruit is pleasanter than the fruit itself.

The friend who holds up before me the mirror, conceals not my smallest faults, warns me kindly, reproves me affectionately, when I have not performed my duty, he is my friend, however little he may appear so. But if a man praises and lauds me, never reproves me, overlooks my faults, and forgives them before I have repented, he is my enemy, however much he may appear my friend.

Brave is the lion tamer, brave is the world subduer, but braver is the one who has subdued himself.