If you shed tears when you miss the sun, you also miss the stars.

From the grasses in the field to the stars in the sky, each one is doing just that; and there is such profound peace and surpassing beauty in nature because none of these tries forcibly to transgress its limitations.

If you allow your mind to carp at all and sundry, it will turn against itself: the majority of our sorrows are self-inflicted.

The tyrant claims freedom to kill freedom, and yet keep it for himself.

Dreams can never be made captive.

Whatever we understand and enjoy in human products instantly becomes ours, wherever they might have their origin... Let me feel with unalloyed gladness that all the great glories of man are mine.

The past is always with us, for nothing that once was time can ever depart.