The great end of art is to strike the imagination with the power of a soul that refuses to admit defeat even in the midst of a collapsing world.

Gradually it has become clear to me what every great philosophy so far has been: namely, the personal confession of its author and a kind of involuntary and unconscious memoir.

Being human is a complicated gig. So give that ol' dark night of the soul a hug. Howl the eternal yes!

Perhaps man will rise ever higher as soon as he ceases to flow out into a god.

Marriage marks the end of many short follies - being one long stupidity.

Those who are bent on revolutionizing society may be divided into those who seek something for themselves thereby and those who seek something for their children and grandchildren.

Whoever regards human beings as a herd and flees them as swiftly as he can will no doubt be overtaken by them and impaled on theirhorns.