The mortal race is far too weak not to grow dizzy on unwonted brights.

The aim of living is life itself.

I consider him of no account who esteems himself just as the popular breath may chance to raise him.

Come my little one, and give me your hand.

There is no trifling with nature; it is always true, grave, and severe; it is always in the light, and the faults and errors fall to our share. It defies incompetency, but reveals its secrets to the competent, the truthful, and the pure.

If you wish to advance into the infinite, explore the finite in all directions.

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.