Art and works of art do not make an artist; sense and enthusiasm and instinct do.

There is no self-knowledge but an historical one. No one knows what he himself is who does not know his fellow men, especially the most prominent one of the community, the master's master, the genius of the age.

Strictly speaking, the idea of a scientific poem is probably as nonsensical as that of a poetic science.

Wit is an explosion of the compound spirit.

No idea is isolated, but is only what it is among all ideas.

Reason is mechanical, wit chemical, and genius organic spirit.

He who has religion will speak poetry. But philosophy is the tool with which to seek and discover religion.