No one lies so boldly as the man who is indignant.

At present I am light, now I fly, now I see myself below me, now a god dances through me.

Lightning and thunder need time, the light of the stars needs time, deeds need time, even after they are done, to be seen and heard.

That lies should be necessary to life is part and parcel of the terrible and questionable character of existence.

The man who sees little always sees less than there is to see; the man who hears badly always hears something more than there is to hear.

Enjoy life. This is not a dress rehearsal.

The hour-hand of life.