“O God, how lovely still is life!”

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.

You saw his weakness, and he will never forgive you.

Man only plays when in the full meaning of the word he is a man, and he is only completely a man when he plays.

The lamp of genius burns quicker than the lamp of life.

Sorrow is brief but joy is endless.

It is well for a man when he has learned to endure what he cannot change, and to give up with dignity what he cannot retain.

The greater part of humanity is too much harassed and fatigued by the struggle with want, to rally itself for a new and sterner struggle with error.

Opposition always inflames the enthusiast, never converts him.

This is the curse of an evil deed, that it incites and must bring forth more evil.

It is at the approach of extreme danger when a hollow puppet can accomplish nothing, that power falls into the mighty hands of nature, of the spirit giant-born, who listens only to himself, and knows nothing of compacts.

Life did not present its sunny side to thee.

Those who contemplate the beauty of the earth find reserves of strength that will endure as long as life lasts. There is something infinitely healing in the repeated refrains of nature – the assurance that dawn comes after night, and spring after winter.

A child’s world is fresh and new and beautiful, full of wonder and excitement.

Keep blooming the flowers look beautiful on you.

We are strangers again. And what a beautiful thing that is.

It’s me, and I love me. I learned to love me. I’ve been like this my whole life, and I embrace me. I love how I look. I love that I’m a full woman and I’m strong and I’m powerful and I’m beautiful at the same time. There’s nothing wrong with that.

What if last time felt so beautiful simply because it actually was our last time?

You can be whatever size you are, and you can be beautiful both inside and out. We’re always told what’s beautiful and what’s not, and that’s not right.

Football is about joy. It’s about dribbling. I favour every idea that makes the game beautiful. Every good idea has to last.