The pure soul shall mount on native wings, . . . and cut a path into the heaven of glory.
Mysteries are not to be solved. They eye goes blind when it only wants to see why.
A dead body revenges not injuries.
What is grand is necessarily obscure to weak men. That which can be made explicit to the idiot is not worth my care.
Eternity is in love with the productions of time.
The Old and New Testaments are the Great Code of Art.