Every secret of a writer's soul, every experience of his life, every quality of his mind is written large in his works.
Music is a moral law. It gives soul to the universe, wings to the mind, flight to the imagination, and charm and gaiety to life and to everything.
That a man is successful who has lived well, laughed often, and loved much, who has gained the respect of the intelligent men and the love of children; who has filled his niche and accomplished his task; who leaves the world better than he found it, whether by an improved poppy, a perfect poem, or a rescued soul; who never lacked appreciation of earth's beauty or failed to express it; who looked for the best in others and gave the best he had.
Music gives a soul to the universe, wings to the mind, flight to the imagination and life to everything.
If thou art able, O stranger, to find out all these things and gather them together in your mind, giving all the relations,thou shalt depart crowned with glory and knowing that thou hast been adjudged perfect in this species of wisdom.
I put my heart and my soul into my work, and have lost my mind in the process.
Your conscience teaches your mind how to 'think' your heart how to 'feel' your soul how to 'obey' and most importantly your body how to 'perform' extraordinary 'acts' of charity and human kindness. Toward your fellow man.
A decision once taken brings peace to a man's mind and eases his soul.
I would love to spend all my time writing to you; I'd love to share with you all that goes through my mind, all that weighs on my heart, all that gives air to my soul; phantoms of art, dreams that would be so beautiful if they could come true.
It is great wealth to a soul to live frugally with a contented mind.
I shall now recall to mind that the motion of the heavenly bodies is circular, since the motion appropriate to a sphere is rotation in a circle.
A good and faithful judge ever prefers the honorable to the expedient.
My soul can find no staircase to Heaven unless it be through Earth's loveliness.
In the souls of the people the grapes of wrath are filling and growing heavy, growing heavy for the vintage.
All that is not perfect down to the smallest detail is doomed to perish.
There is something about killing people at close range that is excruciating. It's bound to try a man's soul.
We must rather conclude from this that heat itself is a motion, an internal invisible motion of the smallest elementary particles of bodies.
In order to improve the mind, we ought less to learn, than to contemplate.
Men judge us by the success of our efforts. God looks at the efforts themselves.
The man whose action habitually bears the stamp of his mind is a genius, but the greatest genius is not always equal to himself, or he would cease to be human.
People think how a sugar basin has no physiognomy, no soul. But it changes every day.
Hesitation before birth. If there is a transmigration of souls then I am not yet on the bottom rung. My life is a hesitation before birth.
I am of a healthy long lived race, and our minds improve with age.
To understand the true quality of people, you must look into their minds, and examine their pursuits and aversions.
My mind rebels at stagnation. Give me problems, give me work, give me the most abstruse cryptogram, or the most intricate analysis, and I am in my own proper atmosphere. But I abhor the dull routine of existence. I crave for mental exaltation.