Moral epochs have their course as well as the seasons. We can no more hold them fast than we can hold sun, moon, and stars. Our faults perpetually return upon us; and herein lies the subtlest difficulty of self-knowledge.

The present moment is a powerful goddess.

Against great advantages in another, there are no means of defending ourselves except love.

The man of understanding finds everything laughable.

Merely to breathe freely does not mean to live.

Create, artist, do not talk.

How many years must a man do nothing, before he can at all know what is to be done and how to do it!