Let every woman, who has once begun to think, examine herself
We need to hear the excuses men make to themselves for their worthlessness.
This is the method of genius, to ripen fruit for the crowd by those rays of whose heat they complain.
Tragedy is always a mistake; and the loneliness of the deepest thinker, the widest lover, ceases to be pathetic to us so soon as the sun is high enough above the mountains.
What a difference it makes to come home to a child!
Only the dreamer shall understand realities, though in truth his dreaming must be not out of proportion to his waking.