No spoon has yet destroyed a mouth, but the knife of war cuts portions that are hard to swallow. Perhaps the big mouths of the privileged are able to cope with them, but they dull the teeth of the little people and ruin their stomachs.

Feeling and thinking are actually the blind man who carries the lame.

Science and art, or by the same token, poetry and prose differ from one another like a journey and an excursion. The purpose of the journey is its goal, the purpose of an excursion is the process.

As youth lives in the future, so the adult lives in the past: No one rightly knows how to live in the present.

The present is never poetic as it serves necessity, necessity, however, is prosaic.

Who could deny that our Austria is richer than any other country? As the saying goes: "We have money like manure.

In Germany, a certain artistic sense is fairly common, but the artist's sense is foreign there.