If you will not lend me the money, how can I pay you?

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

There are as many pillows of illusion as flakes in a snow-storm. We wake from one dream into another dream.

The Englishman who has lost his fortune is said to have died of a broken heart.

I believe in Eternity. I can find Greece, Palestine, Italy, Spain, and the Islands, - the Genius and creative Principle of each and of all eras, in my own mind.

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.

The new statement is always hated by the old, and, to those dwelling in the old, comes like an abyss of skepticism.