We blame equally him who is too proud to put a proper value on his own merit and him who prizes too highly his spurious worth.

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

I had toward the poetic art a peculiar relation which was only practical after I had cherished in my mind for a long time a subject which possessed me, a model which inspired me, a predecessor who attracted me, until at length, after I had molded it

A school of art or of anything else is to be looked on as a single individual, who keeps talking to himself for a hundred years, and feels an extreme satisfaction with his own circle of favorite ideas, be they ever so silly.

It is ever true that he who does nothing for others, does nothing for himself." ~ Goethe

What by a straight path cannot be reached by crooked ways is never won.

What is the path? There is no path. On into the unknown.