Paradise Is Always Where Love Dwells.

A Timid Person Is Frightened Before A Danger, A Coward During The Time, And A Courageous Person Afterward.

There Are So Many Tender And Holy Emotions Flying About In Our Inward World, Which, Like Angels, Can Never Assume The Body Of An Outward Act; So Many Rich And Lovely Flowers Spring Up Which Bear No Seed, That It Is A Happiness Poetry Was Invented, Which Receives Into Its Limbs All These Incorporeal Spirits, And The Perfume Of All These Flowers.

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

With So Many Thousand Joys, Is It Not Black Ingratitude To Call The World A Place Of Sorrow And Torment?

Art Is Indeed Not The Bread But The Wine Of Life.