Change Amuses The Mind, But Rarely Profits.

Nature Has Neither Core Nor Skin: She’s Both At Once Outside And In.

Whatever Is The Lot Of Humankind I Want To Taste Within My Deepest Self. I Want To Seize The Highest And The Lowest, To Load Its Woe And Bliss Upon My Breast, And Thus Expand My Single Self Titanically And In The End Go Down With All The Rest.

The Artist May Be Well Advised To Keep His Work To Himself Till It Is Completed, Because No One Can Readily Help Him Or Advise Him With It... But The Scientist Is Wiser Not To Withhold A Single Finding Or A Single Conjecture From Publicity.

Of All Thieves, Fools Are The Worst; They Rob You Of Time And Temper.

If The World Does Improve On The Whole, Yet Youth Must Always Begin Anew, And Go Through The Stages Of Culture From The Beginning.