With his nightcaps and the tatters of his dressing-gown he patches up the gaps in the structure of the universe.

If you wish to strive for peace of soul and pleasure, then believe.

Wherever they burn books they will also, in the end, burn human beings.

It must require an inordinate share of vanity and presumption, too, after enjoying so much that is good and beautiful on earth, to ask the Lord for immortality in addition to it all.

Sleep is good, death is better; but of course, the best thing would to have never been born at all.

Every man, either to his terror or consolation, has some sense of religion.

The deepest truth blooms only from the deepest love.

Money is the god of our time, and Rothschild is his prophet.

The swan, like the soul of the poet, By the dull world is ill understood.

Like a great poet, Nature produces the greatest results with the simplest means. These are simply a sun, trees, flowers, water and love.

Matrimony; the high sea for which no compass has yet been invented.

To understand the song of life, listen to the melody of wind and ocean and watch the dance of waves and water.

She is drawn to the river, and all its hideous, dead-eyed treasures: rot-bloated cats, and cold-meat corpses of unwanted infants, eels plucking at their tender fingers and toes.

The past could only control your present and future through your mind. So by all means, guard your mind with the gate of positivity.

Getting on the road and driving along a road at night, or even in the daytime and seeing the oceans or whatever, is always liberating.

Not everyone can be strong or clever. Not everyone can be beautiful. But we can ALL be brave!

You must be sure that you give back something that's beneficial to the game. Any of the teaching you do must be for the benefit of the men who play.

Honestly, I wasn't that girl in high school who people spread rumors about.

Nobody can say that I’m lazy in training.

To preserve our cheerfulness amid sicknesses and troubles, is a sign of a right and good spirit.

Without war there are no heroes. What harm would that be? Oh, Lavinia, what a woman's question that is.