The charm of the best courages is that they are inventions, inspirations, flashes of genius.

The poet knows that he speaks adequately, then, only when he speaks somewhat wildly.

In nature nothing can be given. All things are sold.

When the act of reflection takes place in the mind, when we look at ourselves in the light of thought, we discover that our life is embosomed in beauty.

Go oft to the house of thy friend, for weeds choke the unused path.

When we are young, we spend much time and pains in filling our note-books with all definitions of Religion, Love, Poetry, Politics, Art, in the hope that, in the course of a few years, we shall have condensed into our encyclopaedia the net value of all the theories at which the world has yet arrived. But year after year our tables get no completeness, and at last we discover that our curve is a parabola, whose arcs will never meet.

We are rich only through what we give, and poor only through what we refuse.