“Nothing leads to good that is not natural.”

Virtue has her heroes too As well as Fame and Fortune.

He, that noble prize possessing He that boasts a friend that’s true, He whom woman’s love is blessing, Let him join the chorus too!

Where there is much freedom there is much error.

Virtue, though clothed in a beggar’s garb, commands respect.

Art is the right hand of Nature.

A brave man hazards life, but not his conscience.

He who never ventures beyond actuality will never win the prize of truth.

O’er Ocean, with a thousand masts, sails forth the stripling bold- One boat, hard rescued from the deep, draws into port the old!

No emperor has the power to dictate to the heart.

That which is so universal as death must be a benefit.

The universe is a thought of God.

O tender yearning, sweet hoping! The golden time of first love! The eye sees the open heaven, The heart is intoxicated with bliss; O that the beautiful time of young love Could remain green forever.

The mountain cannot frighten one who was born on it.

A beautiful soul has no other merit than its own existence.

Utility is the great idol of the age, to which all powers must do service and all talents swear allegiance.

The hat is the pride of man; for he who cannot keep his hat on before kings and emperors is no free man.

When a child asks you something, answer him, for goodness sake. But don’t make a production of it. Children are children, but they can spot an evasion faster than adults, and evasion simply muddles ’em.

I think by the time you’re grown you’re as happy as you’re goin to be. You’ll have good times and bad times, but in the end you’ll be about as happy as you was before. Or as unhappy. I’ve knowed people that just never did get the hang of it.

If there’s one thing on this planet you don’t look like it’s a bunch of good luck walkin around.

A good artist should be isolated. If he isn’t isolated, something is wrong.

On soft Spring nights I’ll stand in the yard under the stars – Something good will come out of all things yet – And it will be golden and eternal just like that – There’s no need to say another word.

Summer was our best season: it was sleeping on the back screeneed porch in cots, or trying to sleep in the treehouse; summer was everything good to eat; it was a thousand colors in a parched landscape.

Propaganda is not an end in itself, but a means to an end. If the means achieves the end then the means is good. The new Ministry has no other aim than to unite the nation behind the ideal of the national revolution.

Becoming a good person in your sight is better than being good at other’s sight.