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

Ideas are not thoughts; the thought respects the boundaries that the idea ignores thereby failing to realize itself.

Man lives two lives, woe, were it otherwise! One is seized by death, the other one, his honor, remains.

As far as the arts and the sciences are concerned, the German mind appreciates most highly that which it does not understand of the latter, and that which it does not enjoy of the former.

I am a woman, and even if I could proceed with harshness and rigidity, it would disgust me nonetheless.

The likeness of the world? A shadow! And world's glory? A dream!

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