What is life but the angle of vision? A man is measured by the angle at which he looks at objects. What is life but what a man is thinking of all day? This is his fate and his employer. Knowing is the measure of the man. By how much we know, so we are.

There is hope in extravagance, there is none in routine.

The only thing that can grow is the thing you give energy to.

As there is a use in medicine for poisons, so the world cannot move without rogues.

The eye is the first circle; the horizon which it forms is the second; and throughout nature this primary figure is repeated without end.

Cities force growth and make people talkative and entertaining, but they also make them artificial.

The state of society is one in which the members have suffered amputation from the trunk, and strut about so many walking monsters,—a good finger, a neck, a stomach, an elbow, but never a man.