If youth is a fault, it is one that one gets rid of soon enough.

A word spoken is a terrible thing when it suddenly utters what the heart has long allowed.

We are surrounded by abysses, but the greatest of all depths is in our own heart, and an irresistible leaning leads us there. Draw thyself from thyself!

Doubt grows with knowledge.

We are pantheists when we study nature, polytheists when we write poetry, monotheists in our morality.

Were the eye not of the sun, How could we behold the light? If God's might and ours were not as one, How could His work enchant our sight?

One never goes so far as when one doesn't know where one is going.