Nothing About Me Surprises Me.

The Mind, Too, Has Its Regimen. It Needs Gymnastics, Just Like The Body Does.

To Speak Of Love Is To Make Love.

Political Liberty, The Peace Of A Nation, And Science Itself Are Gifts For Which Fate Demands A Heavy Tax In Blood!

You May Imitate, But Never Counterfeit.

Love Is Like Some Fresh Spring, First A Stream And Then A River, Changing Its Aspect And Its Nature As It Flows To Plunge Itself In Some Boundless Ocean, Where Restricted Natures Only Find Monotony, But Where Great Souls Are Engulfed In Endless Contemplation.