It is not the strengths, but the durations of great sentiments that make great men.

What else is love but understanding and rejoicing in the fact that another person lives acts and experiences otherwise than we do?

For art to exist, for any sort of aesthetic activity to exist, a certain physiological precondition is indispensable: intoxication.

Every man has his price. This is not true. But for every man there exists a bait which he cannot resist swallowing.

The noble caste was in the beginning always the barbarian caste: their superiority lay, not in their physical strength, but primarily in their psychical - they were more complete human beings.

Regarding life, the wisest men of all ages have judged alike: it is worthless.

A nation usually renews its youth on a political sick-bed, and there finds again the spirit which it had gradually lost in seeking and maintaining power.