It is true that genius takes its rise out of the mountains of rectitude; that all beauty and power which men covet are somehow born out of that Alpine district; that any extraordinary degree of beauty in man or woman involves a moral charm.

The soul contains the event that shall befall it, for the event is only the actualization of its thoughts; and what we pray to ourselves for is always granted.

Nothing great was ever achieved without enthusiasm.

Alas for the unhappy man that is called to stand in the pulpit, and not give the bread of life.

A creative economy is the fuel of magnificence.

I look on that man as happy, who, when there is question of success, looks into his work for a reply.

Men love to wonder, and that is the seed of science.