Great artists have no country.

What did my hands do before they held you?

A slave begins by demanding justice and ends by wanting to wear a crown.

I talk to God, but the sky is empty.

What omniscience has music! So absolutely impersonal, yet every sufferer feels his secret sorrow soothed.

When one door of happiness closes, another opens; but often we look so long at the closed door that we do not see the one which has been opened for us.

How can a question be answered that asks a lifetime of questions?

The best argument against democracy is a five minute talk with the average voter.

I have the simplest of tastes. I am always satisfied with the best.

Pause you who read this, and think for a moment of the long chain of iron or gold, of thorns or flowers, that would never have bound you, but for the formation of the first link on one memorable day.