It Is So Hard That One Cannot

Enthusiasm Is Of The Greatest Value, So Long As We Are Not Carried Away By It.

The Beautiful Is A Phenomenon Which Is Never Apparent Of Itself, But Is Reflected In A Thousand Different Works Of The Creator.

In The End We Retain From Our Studies Only That Which We Practically Apply.

Our Wishes Are Presentiments Of The Abilities That Lie In Us, Harbingers Of What We Will Be Able To Accomplish.

He Who Only Tastes His Error Will Long Dwell With It, Will Take Delight In It As In A Singular Felicity; While He Who Drains It To The Dregs Will, If He Be Not Crazy, Find It To Be What It Is.