What life half gives a man, posterity gives entirely.

There is but one poetry,--true poetry.

The passions are like those demons with which Afrasahiab sailed down the Orus. Our only safety consists in keeping them asleep. If they we are lost.

We must be young to do great things.

At all times it has not been the age, but individuals alone, who have worked for knowledge. It was the age which put Socrates to death by poison, the age which burnt Huss. The ages have always remained alike.

One always has time enough, if one will apply it well.

One is led astray alike by sympathy and coldness, by praise and by blame