“In a narrow circle the mind grows narrow. The more one expands, the larger their aims.”

The dream is short, repentance long.

Cling to thy native land, for it is the land of thy fathers?

Without a home must the soldier go, a changeful wanderer, and can warm himself at no home-lit hearth.

The joke loses everything when the joker laughs himself.

The mind is the eyesight of the soul.

I have enjoyed the happiness of the world; I have loved.

What shall he fear that does not fear death.

Every true genius is bound to be naive.

An honest man you may form of windle-straws, but to make a rogue you must have grist.

Satisfied if they themselves can escape from the hard labour of thought, they willingly abandon to others the guardianship of their thoughts.

Freedom can occur only through education.

Aesthetic matters are fundamental for the harmonious development of both society and the individual.

It is not the mere station of life that stamps the value on us, but the manner in which we act our part.

Fate hath no voice but the heart’s impulse.

Far must thy researches go Wouldst thou learn the world to know; Thou must tempt the dark abyss Wouldst thou prove what Being is; Naught but firmness gains the prize, Naught but fullness makes us wise, Buried deep truth e’er lies.

On the mountains there is freedom! The world is perfect everywhere, Save where man comes with his torment.

Suppose time is a circle, bending back on itself. The world repeats itself, precisely, endlessly.

In a world in which time is a circle, every handshake, every kiss, every birth, every word, will be repeated precisely.

We are all sharks circling, and waiting, for traces of blood to appear in the water.

There is an imaginary circle drawn around every human being, over which no government should be able to step.

There is a subset of Democrats who tend to mis-fill out ballots. The way you mark the ballot is like an S.A.T. – you fill in the circle. And the subset of people who tend to, like, put a check there instead, or an X, or fill it out wrong.

I don’t know if I’ve ever been in a clique.

I was right at the edge of their circle, like the tail of a Q…

I think of art as coming from daily life, daily experience. I think it’s very important not to have it become work for some kind of elite circle.