Our passions are true phoenixes; as the old burn out the new straight rise up from the ashes.

Pity on the person who has become accustomed to seeing in necessity something arbitrary, who ascribes to the arbitrary some sort of reason, and even claims that following that sort of reason has religious value.

The senses do not deceive us, but the judgment does.

Thinking is easy, acting is difficult, and to put one's thoughts into action is the most difficult thing in the world.

He who possesses art and science has religion; he who does not possess them, needs religion.

Whatever you can do or dream, begin it.

The Woman-Soul leadeth us upward and on!