My imagination is a monastery 

and I am its monk.

The excellency of every art is its intensity, 

capable of making all disagreeable evaporate.

The only means of strengthening one's intellect 

is to make up one's mind about nothing, 

to let the mind be a thoroughfare for all thoughts.

Do you not see 

how necessary a world of pains and troubles is 

to school an intelligence 

and make it a soul?

Nothing ever becomes real till it is experienced.