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"Common sense is the genius of humanity."
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"Genius is not a retainer to any emperor, or is its material silver, or gold, or marble, except to a trifling extent."
"A genius is a grown-up that did not grow up."
"A genius does what he masters. An ordinary man tries to master what he does."
"Genius is nothing but continued attention."
"Genius without wisdom is like a plane without wings, it will navigate the runway but it will never know the sky."
"In order to share one's true brilliance one initially has to risk looking like a fool: genius is like a wheel that spins so fast, it at first glance appears to be sitting still."
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"Man needs only a small patch of earth for his pleasures, and a smaller one still to rest beneath."
"Art is long, life short, judgment difficult, opportunity transient. To act is easy, to think is hard; to act according to our thought is troublesome."
"The affairs of the world are no more than so much trickery, and a man who toils for money or honour or whatever else in deference to the wishes of others, rather than because his own desire or needs lead him to do so, will always be a fool."
"A dim vastness is spread before our souls; the perceptions of our mind are as obscure as those of our vision... But alas! when we have attained our object, when the distant 'there' becomes the present 'here,' all is changed; we are as poor and circumscribed as ever, and our souls still languish for unattainable happiness."
"If you treat an individual as he is, he will remain how he is. But if you treat him as if he were what he ought to be and could be, he will become what he ought to be and could be."
"Let this little book be thy friend, if, owing to fortune or through thine own fault, thou canst not find a dearer companion."
"You can't, if you can't feel it, if it neverRises from the soul, and swaysThe heart of every single hearer,With deepest power, in simple ways.You'll sit forever, gluing things together,Cooking up a stew from other's scraps,Blowing on a miserable fire,Made from your heap of dying ash.Let apes and children praise your art,If their admiration's to your taste,But you'll never speak from heart to heart,Unless it rises up from your heart's space."
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