On all the peaks lies peace.

All of us, just because we are able to talk, also believe we are able to talk about language.

People are always talking about originality; but what do they mean? As soon as we are born, the world begins to work upon us; and this goes on to the end. And after all, what can we call our own, except energy, strength, and will? If I could give an account of all that I owe to great predecessors and contemporaries, there would be but a small balance in my favor.

Where is the man who has the strength to be true, and to show himself as he is?

Modern poets add a lot of water to their ink.

The world runs on from one folly to another; and the man who, solely from regard to the opinion of others, and without any wish or necessity of his own, toils after gold, honour, or any other phantom, is no better than a fool.

The heights charm us, but the steps do not; with the mountain in our view we love to walk the plains.