Monuments are the grappling-irons that bind one generation to another.
We disjoint the mind like the body.
Genius begins great works; labor alone finishes them.
When a nation gives birth to a man who is able to produce a great thought, another is born who is able to understand and admire it.
Close your eyes and you will see.
There is always some frivolity in excellent minds; they have wings to rise, but also stray.