But thought is one thing, the deed is another, and the image of the deed still another: the wheel of causality does not roll between them.

I love him whose soul is lavish, who wanteth no thanks and doth not give back: for he always bestoweth, and desireth not to keep for himself.

The truth is ugly: we have art so as not to perish from the truth.

You say a good cause justifies any war; but I say a good war justifies any cause.

What do you regard as most humane? To spare someone shame.

What does your conscience say? — 'You should become the person you are'.

Ah, there are so many things betwixt heaven and earth of which only the poets have dreamed!