Distinctly different as a child, as an adolescent, in his prime and in his old age, man considers himself as one, not because he acts, but because he knows.

Plato calls complacency the companion of loneliness.

Prose and poetry are as different as food and drink.

If someone were to think that trees are made to support the sky, they would all seem too short.

Never expect any recognition here--the system prohibits it. The cross is not affixed to the genius, no, the genius is affixed to the cross.

Love! Hate! Is there no third?

Man will return to his origins. Goethe has finally become as squiggly as the city of his fathers.