This is the true measure of love, When we believe that we alone can love, That no one could ever have loved so before us, And that no one will ever love in the same way after us.

Nothing is more terrible than to see ignorance in action.

Cursed Mammon be, when he with treasures To restless action spurs our fate! Cursed when for soft, indulgent leisures, He lays for us the pillows straight.

All sects seem to me to be right in what they assert, and wrong in what they deny.

Every step of life shows much caution is required.

Piety is not a goal but a means to attain through the purest peace of mind the highest culture.

Battle not with monsters, for then you become one.