The Ideal Of Beauty Is Simplicity And

Man Believes Himself Always Greater Than He Is, And Is Esteemed Less Than He Is Worth.

If In The Infinite You Want To Stride, Just Walk In The Finite To Every Side.

To Me The External Existence Of My Soul Is Proved From My Idea Of Activity. If I Work Incessantly Until My Death, Nature Will Give Me Another Form Of Existence When The Present Can No Longer Sustain My Spirit.

The Worst Is That The Very Hardest Thinking Will Not Bring Thoughts. They Must Come Like Good Children Of God And Cry, "here We Are." You Expend Effort And Energy Thinking Hard. Then, After You Have Given Up, They Come Sauntering In With Their Hands In Their Pockets. If The Effort Had Not Been Made To Open The Door, However, Who Knows When They Could Have Come.

Boldness Has Power, Magic And Genius In It.