Wealth begins . . . in giving on all sides by tools and auxiliaries the greatest possible extension to our powers; as if it added feet and hands and eyes and blood. . . .

In these times I don't, in a manner of speaking, know what I want; perhaps I don't want what I know and want what I don't know.

The soul exists partly in eternity and partly in time.

Books that distribute things... with as daring a freedom as we use in dreams, put us on our feet again.

The fate of the poor shepherd, who, blinded and lost in the snow-storm, perishes in a drift within a few feet of his cottage door, is an emblem of the state of man.

Everyone believes that he abounds in wisdom, but is short of money.

Why do we think love is a magician? Because the whole power of magic consists in love. The work of magic is the attraction of one thing by another because of a certain affinity of nature.