Whoever gives himself up to solitude, Ah! he is soon alone.
Being brilliant is no great feat if you respect nothing.
The ground that a good man treads is hallowed.
To measure up to all that is demanded of him, a man must overestimate his capacities
Everything perfect in its kind has to transcend its own kind, it must become something different and incomparable. In some notes the nightingale is still a bird; then it rises above its class and seems to suggest to every winged creature what singing is truly like.
No one feels himself easy in a garden which does not look like the open country.