In our fine arts, not imitation, but creation is the aim... The details, the prose of nature, he should omit, and give us only the spirit and splendour.

You have just dined, and however scrupulously the slaughterhouse is concealed in the graceful distance of miles, there is complicity.

He presents me with what is always an acceptable gift who brings me news of a great thought before unknown. He enriches me without impoverishing himself.

Emancipation is the demand of civilization. That is a principle; everything else is an intrigue.

Truth is always present; it only needs to lift the iron lids of the mind's eye to read its oracles.

The sanity of society is a balance of a thousand insanity's.

Concentration is the secret of srength.