Whoever aspiring, struggles on, for him there is salvation.

I am the spirit that negates. And rightly so, for all that comes to be Deserves to perish wretchedly; 'Twere better nothing would begin. Thus everything that that your terms, sin, Destruction, evil represent— That is my proper element.

Tomorrow sees undone, what happens not to-day; Still forward press, nor never tire! The possible, with steadfast trust, Resolve should be by the forelock grasp. Then she will ne'er let go her clasp, And labors on, because she must.

Personality is everything in art and poetry.

Oblivion is full of people who allow the opinions of others to overrule their belief in themselves.

Talk well of the absent whenever you have the opportunity.

Let us live in as small a circle as we will, we are either debtors or creditors before we have had time to look around.