How can I, that girl standing there, My attention fix On Roman or on Russian Or on Spanish politics? Yet here's a travelled man that knows What he talks about, And there's a politician That has read and thought, And maybe what they say is true Of war and war's alarms, But O that I were young again And held her in my arms!

All empty souls tend toward extreme opinions.

One should say before sleeping: I have lived many lives. I have been a slave and a prince. Many a beloved has sat upon my knee and I have sat upon the knees of many a beloved. Everything that has been shall be again.

Ah, let us kiss each other's eyes,/And laugh our love away.

It was my first meeting with a philosophy that confirmed my vague speculations and seemed at once logical and boundless.

Supreme art is a traditional statement of certain heroic and religious truth, passed on from age to age, modified by individual genius, but never abandoned.

Wine comes in at the mouth And love comes in at the eye; That's all we shall know for truth Before we grow old and die.