The soul that sees beauty may sometimes walk alone.

The artist alone sees spirits. But after he has told of their appearing to him, everybody sees them.

Men are so constituted that every one undertakes what he sees another successful in, whether he has aptitude for it or not

Beauty is a primeval phenomenon, which itself never makes its appearance, but the reflection of which is visible in a thousand different utterances of the creative mind, and is as various as nature herself.

When a human awakens to a great dream and throws the full force of his soul over it, all the universe conspires in your favor.

Beauty is everywhere a welcome guest.