The common experience is, that the man fits himself as well as he can to the customary details of that work or trade he falls into, and tends it as a dog turns a spit. Then he is part of the machine he moves; the man is lost.

It is one light which beams out of a thousand stars. It is one soul which animates all men.

All high beauty has a moral element in it.

Let ideas establish their legitimate sway again in society, let life be fair and poetic, and the scholars will gladly be lovers, citizens, and philanthropists.

A beautiful woman is a practical poet.

Sunshine cannot bleach the snow, Nor time unmake what poets know

We are always getting ready to live but never living.