The earth is rude, silent, incomprehensible at first; Be not discouraged - keep on - there are divine things, well envelop'd; I swear to you there are divine things more beautiful than words can tell.

The road to wisdom is paved with excess. The mark of a true writer is their ability to mystify the familiar and familiarize the strange.

The Americans, like the English, probably make love worse than any other race.

Henceforth I ask not good fortune. I myself am good fortune.

There is no week nor day nor hour when tyranny may not enter upon this country, if the people lose their roughness and spirit of defiance.

Dearest comrades, all is over and long gone, But love is not over.

Over all the sky - the sky! Far, far out of reach, studded with eternal stars.