Life has taught me that it is not for our faults that we are disliked and even hated, but for our qualities.

I am only a picture-taster, the way others are wine-or tea-tasters.

I wonder whether art has a higher function than to make me feel, appreciate, and enjoy natural objects for their art value?

We usually meet all of our relatives only at funerals where somebody always observes: "Too bad we can't get together more often".

You can parody and make fun of almost anything, but that does not turn the universe into a caricature.

Boast is always a cry of despair, except in the young it is a cry of hope.

German is of stone, limestone, pudding stone, marble, granite even, and so to a considerable degree is English, whereas French is bronze and gives out a metallic resonance with tones that neither German nor English tolerate.