In art it's not the thinking that does the job, but making.

I reverence the individual who understands distinctly what he wishes; who unweariedly advances, who knows the means conducive to his object, and can seize and use them.

Is this the destiny of man? Is he only happy before he has acquired his reason or after he has lost it?

Thought expands, but paralyzes; action animates, but narrows.

When the healthy nature of man acts as a whole, when he feels himself to be in the world as in a great, beautiful, noble, and valued whole, when harmonious ease affords him a pure and free delight, then the universe, if it could experience itself, would exult, as having attained its goal, and admire the climax of its own becoming and essence.

Higher aims are in themselves more valuable, even if unfulfilled, than lower ones quite attained.

I always seek the good that is in people and leave the bad to Him who made mankind and knows how to round off the corners.