Brave people may be persuaded to an action by representing it as being more dangerous than it really is.

In every form of womanly love something of motherly love also comes to light.

How far is truth susceptible of embodiment? That is the question, that is the experiment.

And so do you suppose it must be a piece-work because it has been given to you (and could only be given to you) in pieces?

As long as you still experience the stars as something "above you", you lack the eye of knowledge.

We have art so that we shall not die of reality.

Is man merely a mistake of God's? Or God merely a mistake of man?