He that writes to himself writes to an eternal public.

I hate the prostitution of the name of friendship to signify modish and worldly alliances.

The measure of a master is his success in bringing all men around to his opinion twenty years later.

Love is like a hunter, who cares not for the game when once caught, which he may have pursued with the most intense and breathless eagerness. Love is strongest in pursuit; friendship in possession.

Talents differ; all is well and wisely put; If I cannot carry forests on my back, Neither can you crack a nut.

What is addressed to us for contemplation does not threaten us, but makes us intellectual beings.

In art, the hand can never execute anything higher than the heart can imagine.