How great seems human progress when we consider where it began, and how insignificant, when we contemplate the goals for which itstrives.

Mankind is getting smarter every day. Actually, it only seems so. At least we are making progress. We're progressing, to be sure, ever more deeply into the forest.

You say I'm small? I certainly can relate, although it is a matter of perspective. The distance is deceptive, my friend, you standtoo low.

The spirit of poetry combines the profundity of the philosopher and the child's delight in bright pictures.

The course of modern learning leads from humanism via nationalism to bestiality.

Prose talks and poetry sings.

Caution is the daughter of circumspection, but she tends to outgrow her mother.