For That Is Love's Nature That It

A Good Man, Through Obscurest Aspirations Has Still An Instinct Of The One True Way.

Beauty Is A Primeval Phenomenon, Which Itself Never Makes Its Appearance, But The Reflection Of Which Is Visible In A Thousand Different Utterances Of The Creative Mind, And Is As Various As Nature Herself.

Whoever Gives Himself Up To Solitude, Ah! He Is Soon Alone.

If You Don't Know Foreign Languages, You Don't Know Anything About Your Own.

Take Life Too Seriously, And What Is It Worth? If The Morning Wake Us To No New Joys, If The Evening Bring Us Not The Hope Of New Pleasure, Is It Worthwhile To Dress And Undress?