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

Let no one say that taking action is hard. Action is aided by courage, by the moment, by impulse, and the hardest thing in the world is making a decision.

If someone took the finest marble and knew how to shape it artfully: Prometheus' material was lowly clay, but his statues walked.

Prose talks and poetry sings.

A pious woman's neighbor, a philanthropist's child, a liberal's servant--these three have a hard life.

Dilettantes appreciate the work, professors the master at the same time.

A flutist who is moved to tears by his own performance will soon make the listeners laugh because of the sounds that he produces.