The miller imagines that the corn grows only to make his mill turn.

A talent can be cultivated in tranquility; a character only in the rushing stream of life.

Higher yet and higher out of clouds and night, nearer yet and nearer rising to the light - light, serene and holy where my soul may rest, purified and lowly, sanctified and blest.

Courage and modesty are the most unequivocal of virtues, for they are of a kind that hypocrisy cannot imitate; they too have this quality in common, that they are expressed by the same color.

Whoever gives himself up to solitude, Ah! he is soon alone.

The field of experience is the whole universe in all directions. Theory remains shut up within the limits of human faculties.

two souls, alas, are housed within my breast, and each will wrestle for the mastery there.