Two soldiers and a villain are enough to blow up the rights of the citizens.

Bunglers and pedants judge art according to genre; they approve of this and dismiss that genre, but instead of genres, the open-minded connoisseur appreciates only individual works.

Since people no longer attend church, theater remains as the only public service, and literature as the only private devotion.

Isn't it awful that cold feet make for a cold imagination and that a pair of woollen socks induce good thoughts!

Beauty satisfies the senses completely and at the same time uplifts the soul. That which gratifies the senses is pleasant, and that which uplifts the soul without being sensual in the least is good, true, right, anything you like, but not beautiful.

Who claims that the heathen's view of the world is incorrect? Life gives you nothing! It is ruled by false gods! Nothing remains true to you but your own self; provided you remain true to it.

Do hurry and proclaim the concordat. Then castrate yourselves to keep from sinning.