No one dies of fatal truths nowadays: there are too many antidotes.

All good things were formerly bad things; every original sin has turned into an original virtue.

I love him who chasteneth his God, because he loveth his God: for he must succumb through the wrath of his God.

Whatever we have words for, that we have already got beyond.

You should seek your enemy, you should wage your war - a war for your opinions. And when your opinion is defeatedy our honesty should still cry triumph over that!

Our crime against criminals lies in the fact that we treat them like rascals.

We must remain as close to the flowers, the grass, and the butterflies as the child is who is not yet so much taller than they are. We adults, on the other hand, have outgrown them and have to lower ourselves to stoop down to them. It seems to me that the grass hates us when we confess our love for it. Whoever would partake of all good things must understand how to be small at times.