Every hero becomes a bore at last.

In this great society wide lying around us, a critical analysis would find very few spontaneous actions. It is almost all custom and gross sense.

Tomorrow is a new day; begin it well and serenely and with too high a spirit to be encumbered with your old nonsense.

The creation of a thousand forests is in one acorn.

A painter told me that nobody could draw a tree without in some sort becoming a tree; or draw a child by studying the outlines of its form merely but by watching for a time his motions and plays, the painter enters into his nature and can then draw him at every attitude.

Anger is that powerful internal force that blows out the light of reason.

Want is a growing giant whom the coat of have was never large enough to cover.