What a pathetic creature is man! His senses are awakened by the hope for the very thing whose consummation puts him to sleep.

Soon there will be nothing truly profound that is not achieved by everyone, and of the difficult things in this world only one will be left: simplicity.

Moons and years pass by and are gone forever, but a beautiful moment shimmers through life a ray of light.

Let the famous not denounce fame. Far from being empty and meaningless, it fills those it touches with divine power.

The course of modern learning leads from humanism via nationalism to bestiality.

Chance arrives unannounced. It emerges, and when it leaves, we are lucky if the changes it has produced are only external.

Gratitude is a fickle thing, indeed. A person taking aim presses the weapon to his chest and cheek, but when he hits, he discardsit with indifference.