Romanticism Is Beauty Without Bounds-the Beautiful Infinite.

Variety Of Mere Nothings Gives More Pleasure Than Uniformity Of Something.

It Has Been Jestingly Said That The Works Of John Paul Richter Are Almost Unintelligible To Any But The Germans, And Even To Some Of Them. A Worthy German, Just Before Richter's Death, Edited A Complete Edition Of His Works, In Which One Particular Passage Fairly Puzzled Him. Determined To Have It Explained At The Source, He Went To John Paul Himself. The Author's Reply Was Very Characteristic: "my Good Friend, When I Wrote That Passage, God And I Knew What It Meant; It Is Possible That God Knows It Still; But As For Me, I Have Totally Forgotten."

Courage Consists Not In Blindly Overlooking Danger, But In Seeing It, And Conquering It.

For No One Does Life Drag More Disagreeably Than For Those Who Try To Speed It Up.

It Is Not The End Of Joy That Makes Old Age So Sad, But The End Of Hope.