The greatest gift is a portion of thyself.

Come out of the azure. Love the day. Do not leave the sky out of your landscape.

Every word was once a poem.

Science surpasses the old miracles of mythology.

When friendships are real, they are not glass threads or frost-work , but the solidest thing we know.

And of poetry, the success is not attained when it lulls and satisfies, but when it astonishes and fires us with new endeavours after the unattainable.

Universities are of course hostile to geniuses, which, seeing and using ways of their own, discredit the routine: as churches and monasteries persecute youthful saints.