The genuine essence of truth never dies.

Poetry, therefore, we will call Musical Thought.

The graceful minuet-dance of fancy must give place to the toilsome, thorny pilgrimage of understanding. On the transition from the age of romance to that of science.

It is the first of all problems for a man to find out what kind of work he is to do in this universe.

The eye of the intellect "sees in all objects what it brought with it the means of seeing."

There are depths in man that go to the lowest hell, and heights that reach the highest heaven, for are not both heaven and hell made out of him, everlasting miracle and mystery that he is.

A person with half volition goes backwards and forwards, but makes no progress on even the smoothest of roads.