There is one spectacle grander than the sea, that is the sky; there is one spectacle grander than the sky, that is the interior of the soul.
Memory is a gulf that a word can move to its lowest depths.
What is history? An echo of the past in the future; a reflex from the future on the past.
God made only water, but man made wine.
The quantity of civilization is measured by the quality of imagination.
A translation in verse . . . seems to me something absurd, impossible.