Only the soul that loves is happy

We're only really thinking when we can't think out fully what we are really thinking about!

First and last, what is demanded of genius is love of truth.

Life is but a preparation for what there is to come.

Action has magic, grace and power in it.

The flowers of life are but visionary. How many pass away and leave no trace behind! How few yield any fruit,--and the fruit itself, how rarely does it ripen! And yet there are flowers enough; and is it not strange, my friend, that we should suffer the little that does really ripen to rot, decay, and perish unenjoyed?

So dear night the half of life is, And the fairest half indeed.