Anyone who tells a lie has not pure heart, and cannot make good soup. - Ludwig van Beethoven

The barriers are not erected which can say to [aspiring] talents and industry, “Thus far and no farther.

Μόνο η τέχνη και η επιστήμη μπορούν να εξισώσουν τους ανθρώπους με τους θεούς.

...thus do I take my farewell of thee — and indeed sadly — yes that beloved hope — which I brought with me when I came here to be cured at least in a degree — I must wholly abandon, as the leaves of autumn fall and are withered so hope has been blighted, almost as I came — I go away — even the high courage — which often inspired me in the beautiful days of summer — has disappeared — O Providence — grant me at least but one day of pure joy — it is so long since real joy echoed in my heart — O when — O when, O Divine One — shall I find it again in the temple of nature and of men — Never? no — O that would be too hard.