Our treasure lies in the beehive of our knowledge. We are perpetually on the way thither, being by nature winged insects and honey gatherers of the mind. ↗
Art is not merely an imitation of the reality of nature, but in truth a metaphysical supplement to the reality of nature, placed alongside thereof for its conquest. ↗
War has always been the grand sagacity of every spirit which has grown too inward and too profound; its curative power lies even in the wounds one receives. ↗