This world could not exist if it were not so simple. The ground has been tilled a thousand years, yet its powers remain ever the same; a little rain, a little sun, and each spring it grows green again.

Yet here I stand poor fool what more, not one wit wiser than before.

Love does not rule; but it trains, and that is more.

Truth must be repeated again and again, because error is constantly being preached round about.

That which thy fathers have bequeathed to thee, earn it anew if thou wouldst possess it.

Give me those days with heart in riot, The depths of bliss that touched on pain, The force of hate, and love's disquiet- Ah, give me back my youth again!

If your treat an individual... as if he were what he ought to be and could be, he will become what he ought to be and could be.