Time is a brisk wind, for each hour it brings something new.
Thoughts create a new heaven, a new firmament, a new source of energy, from which new arts flow.
Could we but rightly comprehend the mind of man, nothing would be impossible to us upon the earth.
Life is like music, it must be composed by ear, feeling and instinct, not by rule. Nevertheless one had better know the rules, for they sometimes guide in doubtful cases, though not often.