We must be lovers, and at once the impossible becomes possible.

Painting was called silent poetry and poetry speaking painting.

All science is transcendental or else passes away.

To the body and mind which have been cramped by noxious work or company, nature is medicinal and restores their tone.

Do not you see that every misfortune is misconduct; that every honour is desert; that every effort is an insolence of your own?...You carry your fortune in your own hand.

Wit makes its own welcome, and levels all distinctions. No dignity, no learning, no force of character, can make any stand against good wit.

The key to every man is his thought.