A man in a cave or in a camp, a nomad, will die with no more estate than the wolf or the horse leaves.

So nigh is grandeur to our dust, So near is God to man, When Duty whispers low, 'Thou must,' The youth whispers, 'I can.

Every man is a consumer, and ought to be a producer. He is by constitution expensive, and needs to be rich.

How much more the seeker of abstract truth, who needs periods of isolation, and rapt concentration, and almost a going out of thebody to think!

It is a luxury to be understood.

The poet, the painter, the sculptor, the musican, the architect, seek each to concentrate this radiance of the world on one point, and each in his several work to satisfy the love of beauty which stimulates him to produce.

If you cannot be free be as free as you can.