The flower fades and dies; but he who wears the flower has not to mourn for it for ever.

I ask my destiny - what power is this That cruelly drives me onward without rest? My destiny says, "Look round!" I turn back and see It is I myself that is ever pushing me from behind.

Unless you have found God in your own soul, the whole world will seem meaningless to you.

Let me not look for allies in life's battlefield,But to my own strength. Let me not crave in anxious fear to be saved,But for the patience to win my freedom.

Wrong is wrong only when you are at liberty to choose.

Let me not beg for the stilling of my pain but for the heart to conquer it.

The artist is the lover of nature; therefore he is her slave and her master.