Do not shorten the morning by getting up late, or waste it in unworthy occupations or in talk; look upon it as the quintessence of life, as to a certain extent sacred. Evening is like old age: we are languid, talkative, silly. Each day is a little life: every waking and rising a little birth, every fresh morning a little youth, every going to rest and sleep a little death.

Music is the answer to the mystery of life. The most profound of all the arts, It expresses the deepest thoughts of life.

Something of great importance now past is inferior to something of little importance now present, in that the latter is a reality, and related to the former as something to nothing.

What now on the other hand makes people sociable is their incapacity to endure solitude and thus themselves.

Almost all of our sorrows spring out of our relations with other people.

The conviction that the world and man is something that had better not have been, is of a kind to fill us with indulgence towards one another.

A high degree of intellect tends to make a man unsocial.