We are immersed in beauty, but our eyes have no clear vision.
The health of the eye seems to demand a horizon. We are never tired, so long as we can see far enough.
The eloquent man is he who is no beautiful speaker, but who is inwardly and desperately drunk with a certain belief.
The ancestor of every action is a thought… Thought is the blossom; language the bud; action the fruit behind it.
Though we travel the world over to find the beautiful, we must carry it with us or we find it not.