A Force As Of Madness

So Much Of Truth, Only Under An Ancient Obsolete Vesture, But The Spirit Of It Still True, Do I Find In The Paganism Of Old Nations. Nature Is Still Divine, The Revelation Of The Workings Of God; The Hero Is Still Worshipable: This, Under Poor Cramped Incipient Forms, Is What All Pagan Religions Have Struggled, As They Could, To Set Forth.

Goethe's Devil Is A Cultivated Personage And Acquainted With The Modern Sciences; Sneers At Witchcraft And The Black Art Even While Employing Them, And Doubts Most Things, Nay, Half Disbelieves Even His Own Existence.

No Sadder Proof Can Be Given By A Man Of His Own Littleness Than Disbelief In Great Men.

A Person Who Is Gifted Sees The Essential Point And Leaves The Rest As Surplus.

Literature Is The Thought Of Thinking Souls.