There is no real wealth but the labour of man. Were the mountains of gold and the valleys of silver, the world would not be one grain of corn the richer; no one comfort would be added to the human race.

The sunlight claps the earth, and the moonbeams kiss the sea: what are all these kissings worth, if thou kiss not me?

There is a harmony in autumn, and a luster in its sky, which through the summer is not heard or seen, as if it could not be, as if it had not been!

It is easier to suppose that the universe has existed for all eternity than to conceive a being beyond its limits capable of creating it.

Those who inflict must suffer, for they see The work of their own hearts, and this must be Our chastisement or recompense.

I am the daughter of Earth and Water, And the nursling of the Sky; I pass through the pores of the ocean and shores; I change, but I cannot die.

Can man be free if woman be a slave?