Nature is a mutable cloud which is always and never the same.
One man’s justice is another’s injustice; one man’s beauty, another’s ugliness; one man’s wisdom, another’s folly.
The eloquent man is he who is no beautiful speaker, but who is inwardly and desperately drunk with a certain belief.
The health of the eye seems to demand a horizon. We are never tired, so long as we can see far enough.