The World Is So Full Of Simpletons

Whatever Nature Undertakes, She Can Only Accomplish It In A Sequence. She Never Makes A Leap.

Very Few People Love Others For What They Are; Rather, They Love What They Lend Them, Their Own Selves, Their Own Idea Of Them.

If I Work Incessantly To The Last, Nature Owes Me Another Form Of Existence When The Present One Collapses.

Beauty Is At Once The Ultimate Principle And The Highest Aim Of Art.

A Man Is Not Little When He Finds It Difficult To Cope With Circumstances, But When Circumstances Overmaster Him.