The "times," "the age" what is that, but a few profound persons and a few active persons who epitomize the times?

Let the soul be assured that somewhere in the universe it should rejoin its friend, and it would be content and cheerful alone for a thousand years.

The walls of rude minds are scrawled all over with facts, with thoughts. They shall one day bring a lantern and read the inscriptions.

Science does not know its debt to imagination. Goethe did not believe that a great naturalist could exist without this faculty.

Friends should be like books, easy to find when you need them, but seldom used.

The soul refuses limits and always affirms an optimism, never a pessimism.

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