“Soon is the struggle past, and to the earth, To the eternal sun, I render back These atoms, joined in me for pain and pleasure.”

False fancy brings real misery.

Stern is the visage of necessity.

Honor women! they entwine and weave heavenly roses in our earthly life.

Art is the daughter of freedom.

A gloomy guest fits not a wedding feast.

While the womanly god demands our veneration, the godlike woman kindles our love; but while we allow ourselves to melt in the celestial loveliness, the celestial self-sufficiency holds us back in awe.

Mankind is made great or little by its own will.

No, no! I do nature injustice. She gave us inventive faculty, and set us naked, and helpless on the shore of this great ocean,–the world; swim those who can, the heavy may go to the bottom.

No greater grief than to remember days of gladness when sorrow is at hand.

Forgiveness is the divinest of victories.

His saying was: live and let live.

Great souls suffer in silence.

Not he who scorns the Saviour’s yoke Should wear his cross upon the heart.

He that is overcautious will accomplish little.

An axe at home saves hiring a carpenter.

There is no such thing as chance; and what seem to us merest accident springs from the deepest source of destiny.

Atheism is so senseless. When I look at the solar system, I see the earth at the right distance from the sun to receive the proper amounts of heat and light. This did not happen by chance.

Despite all the achievements of civilisation, the human being is still one of the most vulnerable creatures on earth.

But when once the earth has sucked up a dead man’s blood, there is no way to raise him up.

Nothing on earth consumes a man more quickly than the passion of resentment.

Human rights are something you were born with. Human rights are your God-given rights. Human rights are the rights that are recognized by all nations of this earth.

We have the ability, as members of the human race, we have the means, we have the capacity to eliminate hunger from the face of the earth in our lifetime. We only need the will.

Death must be so beautiful. To lie in the soft brown earth, with the grasses waving above one’s head, and listen to silence. To have no yesterday, and no tomorrow. To forget time, to forgive life, to be at peace.

Our only chance of long-term survival is not to remain lurking on planet Earth, but to spread out into space.