The best benefit we derive from history is the enthusiasm it excites.

Girls we love for what they are; young men for what they promise to be.

Like the star that shines afar, Without haste and without rest, Let each one wheel with steady sway Round the task that rules the day, And do their best.

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

As beauteous is the world, and many a joy Floats through its wide dominion. But, alas, When we would seize the winged good, it flies.

To measure up to all that is demanded of him, a man must overestimate his capacities

A great artist... must be shaken by the naked truths that will not be comforted. This divine discontent, this disequilibrium, this state of inner tension is the source of artistic energy.