Really I don't like human nature unless all candied over with art.

The beauty of the world, which is so soon to perish, has two edges, one of laughter, one of anguish, cutting the heart asunder.

The beautiful seems right by force of beauty, and the feeble wrong because of weakness.

Yet, it is true, poetry is delicious the best prose is that which is most full of poetry.

We can best help you to prevent war not by repeating your words and following your methods but by finding new words and creating new methods.