As the bud a leaf, so at last the thought becomes a word.
Passion is Love's blind guide, but the only one he hath.
It is no wonder if Art frequently prefers Illusion to Truth: for Illusion is her servant, but Truth her mistress.
Love is God's essence; Power but his attribute: therefore is his love greater than his power.
Life without Love is as a flower without fragrance.
Art achieves all little things by absolute truth: but all her great things need some admixture of illusion.