In art the end does not sanctify the means: but sacred means employed here can sanctify the end.

One had better put on gloves before handling the New Testament. The presence of so much filth makes it highly advisable.

But eternal liveliness is what counts: what does "eternal life" matter, or life at all?

He who denies his own vanity usually possesses it in so brutal a form that he instinctively shuts his eyes to avoid the necessity of despising himself.

It is no doubt possible to fly--but first you must know how to dance like an angel.

The child is innocence and forgetting, a new beginning, a game, a wheel rolling on its own, a prime movement, a sacred Yes.

You are treading the path to your greatness: no one shall follow you here! Your passage has effaced the path behind you, and above that path stands written: Impossibility.