Through fear of resembling one another, through horror of having to submit, through uncertainty as well, through skepticism and complexity, there is a multitude of individual little beliefs for the triumph of strange little individuals.

A work of art is an exaggeration.

Often with good sentiments we produce bad literature.

In other people's company I felt I was dull, gloomy, unwelcome, at once bored and boring.

Mozart's joy is made of serenity, and a phrase of his music is like a calm thought; his simplicity is merely purity. It is a crystalline thing in which all the emotions play a role, but as if already celestially transposed. Moderation consists in feeling emotions as the angels do.

What eludes logic is the most precious element in us, and one can draw nothing from a syllogism that the mind has not put there in advance.

Oh, would that my mind could let fall its dead ideas, as the tree does its withered leaves!