Science was false by being unpoetical. It assumed to explain a reptile or a mollusk, and isolated it-which is hunting for life in graveyards. Reptile or mollusk or man or angel only exists in system, in relation.

We know that madness belongs to love,--what power to paint a vile object in hues of heaven.

I have never met a man who was not my superior in some particular.

The creation of a thousand forests is in one acorn.

Women, more than all, are the element and kingdom of illusion. Being fascinated, they fascinate.

We love flattery, even though we are not deceived by it, because it shows that we are of importance enough to be courted.

A creative economy is the fuel of magnificence.