The craft with which the world is made runs also into the mind and character of men. No man is quite sane; each has a vein of folly in his composition, a slight determination of blood to the head, to make sure of holding him hard to some one point which Nature has taken to heart.

The world is always childish, and with each new gewgaw of a revolution or new constitution that it finds, thinks it shall never cry any more.

Nothing is great but the inexhaustible wealth of nature.

Prudence is the virtue of the senses. It is the science of appearances. It is the outmost action of the inward life.

The street is full of humiliations to the proud.

Dare to live the life you have dreamed for yourself. Go forward and make your dreams come true.

Art is the path of the creator to his work.