Then farewell, Horace; whom I hated so, Not for thy faults, but mine.

Death, so called, is a thing which makes men weep, And yet a third of life is passed in sleep.

The heart will break, but broken live on.

I shall soon be six-and-twenty. Is there anything in the future that can possibly console us for not being always twenty-five?

I came to realize clearly that the mind is no other than the Mountain and the Rivers and the great wide Earth, the Sun and the Moon and the Sky”.

You don't love a woman because she is beautiful, but she is beautiful because you love her. Never underestimate the power of love. The way to love anything is to realize it may be lost. The heart has its reasons that reason does not know at all. Music is love in search of a word. There is pleasure in the pathless woods; there is a rapture on the lonely shore; There is society, where none intrudes, by the deep sea, and music in its roar.

Switzerland is a curst, selfish, swinish country of brutes, placed in the most romantic region of the world.