The fate of the architect is the strangest of all. How often he expends his whole soul, his whole heart and passion, to produce buildings into which he himself may never enter.

Man must strive, and striving he must err.

A man would create another man if one did not already exist, but a woman might live an eternity without even thinking of reproducing her own sex.

Misunderstandings and neglect occasion more mischief in the world than malice and wickedness.

Don't say that you want to give, but go ahead and give! You'll never catch up with a mere hope.

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

Take care of your body with steadfast fidelity. The soul must see through these eyes alone, and if they are dim, the whole world is clouded.