Life is all too wondrous sweet, and the world is so beautifully bewildered; it is the dream of an intoxicated divinity..

Sweet May lies fresh before us, To life the young flowers leap, And through the Heaven's blue o'er us The rosy cloudlets sweep..

As the stars are the glory of the sky, so great men are the glory of their country, yea, of the whole earth. The hearts of great men are the stars of….

I bequeath all my property to my wife on the condition that she remarry immediately. Then there will be at least one man to regret my death..

I have a most peaceable disposition. My desires are for a modest hut, a thatched roof, but a good bed, good food, very fresh milk and butter, flowers….

All special charters of freedom must be abrogated where the universal law of freedom is to flourish..

The real madness probably is not another thing that the wisdom itself that, tired of discovering the shames of the world, has taken the intelligent r….

The stones here speak to me, and I know their mute language. Also, they seem deeply to feel what I think. So a broken column of the old Roman times, ….

Freedom is a new religion, the religion of our time..

No compass has ever been invented for the high seas of matrimony..

When the heroes go off the stage, the clowns come on..

On the waves of the brook she dances by, The light, the lovely dragon-fly; She dances here, she dances there, The shimmering, glimmering flutterer fa….

Great genius takes shape by contact with another great genius, but less by assimilation than by friction..

And the dancing has begun now, And the Dancings whirl round gaily In the waltz's giddy mazes, And the ground beneath them trembles..

And once again we plighted our troth, And titter'd, caress'd, kiss'd so dearly..

All I really want is enough to live on, a little house in the country... and a tree in the garden with seven of my enemies hanging in it..

Woman is at once apple and serpent..

The beauteous eyes of the spring's fair night With comfort are downward gazing..

Thinking of Germany in the night robs me of my sleep..

God will pardon me. It is His trade..

Photography is a witness against the mistaken opinion that art is an imitation of nature..