If you foolishly ignore beauty, then you will soon find yourself without it.

The criterion of true beauty is that it increases on examination; of false, that it lessens.

I speak to everyone in the same way, whether he is the garbage man or the president of the university.

Common sense is the collection of prejudices acquired by age 18.

What delights us in visible beauty is the invisible.

Common sense is the collection of prejudices acquired by age 18.

Plainness has its peculiar temptations quite as much as beauty.

We need beauty because it makes us ache to be worthy of it.

Weakness of attitude becomes weakness of character.

You’re like a gray sky. You’re beautiful, even though you don’t want to be.

You have to learn the rules of the game. And then you have to play better than anyone else.

Make everything as simple as possible, but not simpler.

I want to know God’s thoughts; the rest are details.

Beauty of whatever kind, in its supreme development, invariably excites the sensitive soul to tears.

Any fool can know. The point is to understand.

Reality is merely an illusion, albeit a very persistent one.

Make a lot of walks to get healthy and don’t read that much but save yourself some until you’re grown up.

Space by itself, and time by itself, are doomed to fade away into mere shadows, and only a kind union of the two will preserve an independent reality.

Numerous are the wares that nature produces by the dozen, but her choice products are few.

What humbugs we are, who pretend to live for Beauty, and never see the Dawn!

Occurrences in this domain are beyond the reach of exact prediction because of the variety of factors in operation, not because of any lack of order in nature.

The only reason for time is so that everything doesn’t happen at once.

A beautiful soul has no other merit than its own existence.

In the end, we’ll all become stories.