Nature is what you may do. There is much you may not do.
He who would be a great soul in the future, must be a great soul now.
Happy is the hearing man; unhappy the speaking man.
Every genuine work of art has as much reason for being as the earth and the sun.
We may climb into the thin and cold realm of pure geometry and lifeless science, or sink into that of sensation. Between these extremes is the equator of life, of thought, or spirit, or poetry,--a narrow belt.
Thought is the seed of action; but action is as much its second form as thought is its first.