My poor head is in such a whirl, my mind is all in bits.
Art rests on a kind of religious sense, on a deep, steadfast earnestness; and on this account it unites so readily with religion.
Man's restlessness makes him strive.
Method will teach you to win time.
Whatever is the object of a saint's hope is the subject of his prayer.
If the whole world I once could see On free soil stand, with the people free Then to the moment might I say, Linger awhile. . .so fair thou art.