Every heart sings a song, incomplete, until another heart whispers back. Those who wish to sing always find a song. At the touch of a lover, everyone becomes a poet.

Everything that deceives does so by casting a spell.

I know too well that these arguments from probabilities are imposters, and unless great caution is observed in the use of them, they are apt to be deceptive.

Lack of activity destroys the good condition of every human being

Seven years of silent inquiry are needful for a man to learn the truth, but fourteen in order to learn how to make it known to his fellow-men.

Beauty of style and harmony and grace and good rhythm depend on Simplicity.

I take it that our state, having been founded and built up on the right lines, is good in the complete sense of the word.