I must create a system or be enslaved by another mans I will not reason and compare: my business is to create.
What is grand is necessarily obscure to weak men. That which can be made explicit to the idiot is not worth my care.
The road of excess leads to the palace of wisdom.
The true method of knowledge is experiment.
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.
Exuberance is beauty.
Where mercy, love, and pity dwell, there God is dwelling too.
Prisons are built with stones of Law. Brothels with the bricks of religion.
The bird a nest, the spider a web, man friendship.
Active Evil is better than Passive Good.
Travelers repose and dream among my leaves.
The thankful receiver bears a plentiful harvest.
The hours of folly are measured by the clock but of wisdom, no clock can measure.
The glory of Christianity is to conquer by forgiveness.
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.
In seed time learn, in harvest teach, in winter enjoy.
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.
Think in the morning. Act in the noon. Eat in the evening. Sleep in the night.
Can I see another's woe, and not be in sorrow too? Can I see another's grief, and not seek for kind relief?
It is easier to forgive an enemy than to forgive a friend.
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.
Opposition is true friendship.
Excessive sorrow laughs. Excessive joy weeps.
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.
The man who never in his mind and thoughts travel'd to heaven is no artist.
The weak in courage is strong in cunning.
Eternity is in love with the productions of time.
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.