We never completely comprehend ourselves, but we can do far more than comprehend.

Hypotheses are nets: only he who casts will catch.

Accident is simply unforeseen order.

Philosophy is properly home-sickness; the wish to be everywhere at home.

Genius in general is poetic. Where genius has been active it has been poetically active. The truly moral person is a poet.

The individual soul should seek for an intimate union with the soul of the universe.

It is not merely the multiplicity of tints, the gladness of tone, or the balminess of the air which delight in the spring; it is the still consecrated spirit of hope, the prophecy of happy days yet to come; the endless variety of nature, with presentiments of eternal flowers which never shall fade, and sympathy with the blessedness of the ever-developing world.