Every man in creating the beautiful appearance of the dream worlds is a perfect artist.

The press, the machine, the railway, the telegraph are premises whose thousand-year conclusion no one has yet dared to draw.

So long as the spectator has to figure out the meaning of this or that person, or the presuppositions of this or that conflict of inclinations and purposes, he cannot become completely absorbed in the activities and sufferings of the chief characters or feel breathless pity and fear.

Many deeds are done so as to forget another deed: there are also opiate activities. I exist so that another will be forgotten.

In war personal revenge maintains its silence.

The man loves danger and sport. That is why he loves woman, the most dangerous of all sports.

People are always angry at anyone who chooses very individual standards for his life; because of the extraordinary treatment which that man grants to himself, they feel degraded, like ordinary beings.