Error is to truth as sleep is to waking. I have observed that one turns, as if refreshed, from error back to truth.

One mind is enough for a thousand hands.

Nature! We are enveloped and embraced by her, incapable of emerging from her and incapable of entering her more deeply. Unbidden and unwarned, she receives us into the circuits of her dance, drifting onward with us herself, until we grow tired and drop from her arms.

Toleration ought in reality to be merely a transitory mood. It must lead to recognition. To tolerate is to affront.

If thou wouldst hear what seemly is and fit, inquire of noble woman; they can tell, who in life's common usage hold their place by graceful deed and aptly chosen word.

A creation of importance can only be produced when its author isolates himself, it is a child of solitude.

The day is of infinite length for him who knows how to appreciate and use it.