For that is love's nature that it lays claim to exclusive right and that all other claims are nil.

If you don't know foreign languages, you don't know anything about your own.

Where a man has a passion for meditating without the capacity of thinking, a particular idea fixes itself fast, and soon creates a mental disease.

The few of understanding, vision rare, Who veiled not from the herd their hearts, but tried, Poor generous fools, to lay their feelings bare, Them have men always burnt and crucified.

Every decided colour does a certain violence to the eye, and forces the organ to opposition.

The deed is everything, the glory is naught.

Superstition is part of the poetry of life.