I often feel, and ever more deeply I realize, that fate and character are the same conception.

The highest purpose of intellectual cultivation is to give a man a perfect knowledge and mastery of his own inner self.

Nature is an aeolian harp, a musical instrument whose tones are the re-echo of higher strings within us.

Knowledge is only one half. Faith is the other.

Denotation by means of sounds and markings is a remarkable abstraction. Three letters designate God for me; several lines a million things. How easy becomes the manipulation of the universe here, how evident the concentration of the intellectual world! Language is the dynamics of the spiritual realm. One word of command moves armies; the word liberty entire nations.

Character is a wish for a perfect education.

Man is lyrical, woman epic, marriage dramatic.