Excessive sorrow laughs. Excessive joy weeps.
He who binds to himself a joy Does the winged life destroy But he who kisses the joy as it flies Lives in eternity's sun rise.
Where mercy, love, and pity dwell, there God is dwelling too.
Love seeketh not itself to please, nor for itself hath any care, but for another gives its ease, and builds a Heaven in Hell's despair.
The bird a nest, the spider a web, man friendship.
The glory of Christianity is to conquer by forgiveness.
A truth that's told with bad intent beats all the lies you can invent.
Imagination is the real and eternal world of which this vegetable universe is but a faint shadow.
The hours of folly are measured by the clock but of wisdom, no clock can measure.
It is easier to forgive an enemy than to forgive a friend.
Think in the morning. Act in the noon. Eat in the evening. Sleep in the night.
Prisons are built with stones of Law. Brothels with the bricks of religion.
When I tell the truth, it is not for the sake of convincing those who do not know it, but for the sake of defending those that do.
I must create a system or be enslaved by another mans I will not reason and compare: my business is to create.
The difference between a bad artist and a good one is: the bad artist seems to copy a great deal the good one really does.
The true method of knowledge is experiment.
Opposition is true friendship.
The weak in courage is strong in cunning.
What is grand is necessarily obscure to weak men. That which can be made explicit to the idiot is not worth my care.
The thankful receiver bears a plentiful harvest.
Exuberance is beauty.
Fun I love, but too much fun is of all things the most loathsome. Mirth is better than fun, and happiness is better than mirth.
Can I see another's woe, and not be in sorrow too? Can I see another's grief, and not seek for kind relief?
In seed time learn, in harvest teach, in winter enjoy.
Eternity is in love with the productions of time.
Active Evil is better than Passive Good.
The road of excess leads to the palace of wisdom.
Travelers repose and dream among my leaves.
The man who never in his mind and thoughts travel'd to heaven is no artist.