The actual well seen is ideal.

The suffering man ought really to consume his own smoke; there is no good in emitting smoke till you have made it into fire.

Love is the only game that is not called on account of darkness.

Instead of saying that man is the creature of circumstance, it would be nearer the mark to say that man is the architect of circumstance.

Without oblivion, there is no remembrance possible. When both oblivion and memory are wise, when the general soul of man is clear, melodious, true, there may come a modern Iliad as memorial of the Past.

Properly speaking, all true work is religion.

O Heaven, it is mysterious, it is awful to consider that we not only carry each a future Ghost within him; but are, in very deed, Ghosts!