The brains -the thinking organs- are the world producers -nature's genitals.
Our bodies are molded rivers.
The true Poet is all-knowing; he is an actual world in miniature.
We are more closely connected to the invisible than to the visible.
A hero is one who knows how to hang on one minute longer.
A certain degree of solitude seems necessary to the full growth and spread of the highest mind; and therefore must a very extensive intercourse with men stifle many a holy germ, and scare away the gods, who shun the restless tumult of noisy companies and the discussion of petty interests.