Of the truly creative no one is ever master; it must be left to go its own way.

We are accustomed to see men deride what they do not understand, and snarl at the good and beautiful because it lies beyond their sympathies

Who is the happiest man? He who is alive to the merit of others, and can rejoice in their enjoyment as if it were his own.

Voluntary dependence is the wonderful form of existence, and how could that be possible without love?

Once more I am a wanderer, a pilgrim, through the world. But what else are you?

Rash, inexperienced youth holds itself a chosen instrument, and allows itself unbounded license.

Enjoy what thou has inherited from thy sires if thou wouldn't really possess it. What we employ and use is never an oppressive burden; what the moment brings forth, that only can it profit by.