I look around me and nowhere do I see a stamp of disapproval with which nature marked a woman's candid brow.

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

It's the misfortune of German authors that not a single one of them dares to expose his true character. Everyone thinks that he has to be better than he is.

Finally and long overdue, your people, oppressed and disgraced by hatred and maliciousness, have achieved justice: now you enjoy full citizen's rights, but you'll remain Jews nonetheless.

Mozart starved, but you allow Thalberg and Liszt make tons of gold: Of course, you may think that someone immortal cannot die of hunger

Erroneous views and presumptuousness send a talent to the insane asylum.

Grief, first take on shape! what is shapeless causes fear and torment but when the enemy materializes, half the victory is won.