It would not be worth your while to reach the age of seventy if all the wisdom of the world were to be foolishness before God.

We cannot and must not get rid of nor deny our characteristics. But we can give them shape and direction.

I bid the chords sweet music make, And all must follow in my wake.

Give me the benefit of your convictions, if you have any; but keep your doubts to yourself, for I have enough of my own.

We must be young to do great things.

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.

If I love you, what business is it of yours?