The bigger the crowd, the more negligible the individual.
People will do anything, no matter how absurd, to avoid facing their own souls.
Where love rules, there is no will to power; and where power predominates, there love is lacking. The one is the shadow of the other.
All the works of man have their origin in creative fantasy. What right have we then to depreciate imagination.
Where do we live symbolically? Nowhere except where we participate in the ritual of life.
I am the triple owner of the world, the finest Turkey, the Lorelei, Germania and Helvetia of exclusively sweet butter and Naples, and I must supply the whole world with macaroni.