We wanderers, ever seeking the lonelier way, begin no day where we have ended another day; and no sunrise finds us where sunset left us.

The nearest to my heart are a king without a kingdom and a poor man who does not know how to beg.

Time has been transformed, and we have changed; it has advanced and set us in motion; it has unveiled its face, inspiring us with bewilderment and exhilaration.

If aught I have said is truth, that truth shall reveal itself in a clearer voice, and in words more kin to your thoughts.

People of Orphalese, beauty is life when life unveils her holy face. But you are life and you are the veil. Beauty is eternity gazing at itself in a mirror. But you are eternity and you are the mirror.

Yesterday we obeyed kings and bent our necks before emperors. But today we kneel only to truth, follow only beauty, and obey only love.

My loneliness was born when men praised my talkative faults and blamed my silent virtues.