Piety, Like Nobility, Has Its Aristocracy.

If A Poet Would Work Politically, He Must Give Himself Up To A Party; And So Soon As He Does That, He Is Lost As A Poet.

Come My Little One, And Give Me Your Hand.

The Art Of Living Rightly Is Like All Arts; It Must Be Learned And Practiced With Incessant Care.

The First And Last Thing Required Of Genius Is The Love Of Truth. [ger., Das Erste Und Letzte, Was Vom Genie Gefordert Wird, Ist Wahreits-liebe.]

When You Lose Interest In Anything, You Also Lose The Memory For It.