The history of thought may be summed up in these words: it is absurd by what it seeks and great by what it finds.
Reputation is only a candle, of wavering and uncertain flame, and easily blown out, but it is the light by which the world looks for and finds merit.
What Youth deemed crystal, Age finds out was dew.
Social democracy seeks and finds the ways, and particular slogans, of the workers’ struggle only in the course of the development of this struggle, and gains directions for the way forward through this struggle alone.
The slave is doomed to worship time and fate and death, because they are greater than anything he finds in himself, and because all his thoughts are of things which they devour.
I would like to express the thoughts of a man who, having finally penetrated the partitions and ceilings of little countries, little coteries, little sects, rises above all these categories and finds himself a child and citizen of the Earth.
While one finds company in himself and his pursuits, he cannot feel old, no matter what his years may be.
The musician – if he be a good one – finds his own perception prompted by the poet’s perception, and he translates the expression of that perception from the terms of poetry into the terms of music.
Ulysses finds himself unchanged, aside from his experience, at the end of his odyssey.
There is not less wit nor less invention in applying rightly a thought one finds in a book, than in being the first author of that thought.