Do you think that it is possible to have a mere taste of commonness? Either one hates it or makes common cause with it.

This searching and doubting and vacillating where nothing is clear but the arrogance of quest. I, too, had such noble ideas when I was still a boy.

Progress will always have as its recourse to exaggerate what it cannot surpass.

What is the use of aesthetics if they can neither teach how to produce beauty nor how to appreciate it in good taste? It exists because it behooves rational human beings to provide reasons for their actions and assessments. Even if aesthetics are not the mathematics of beauty, they are the proof of the calculation.

Art compares to nature like wine to the grape.

Genius unrefined resembles a flash of lightning, but wisdom is like the sun.

Many said selfishness was the flaw of our modern age; but then self-conceit emerged from a corner of the deepest hell to join selfishness.