For there are many great deeds done in the small struggles of life.

Art needs no spur beyond itself.

Who then understands the reciprocal flux and reflux of the infinitely great and the infinitely small, the echoing of causes in the abysses of being, and the avalanches of creation?

If nobody loved, the sun would go out.

What is history? An echo of the past in the future; a reflex from the future on the past.

If God had intended that man should go backward, he would have given him eyes in the back of his head.

History has its truth, and so has legend. Legendary truth is of another nature than historical truth. Legendary truth is invention whose result is reality. Furthermore, history and legend have the same goal; to depict eternal man beneath momentary man.