Pardon me, my friends, I have ventured to paint my happiness on the wall.

No price is too high to pay for the privilege of owning yourself.

Be careful, lest in casting out your demon you exorcise the best thing in you.

Remain faithful to the earth, my brothers, with the power of your virtue. Let your gift-giving love and your knowledge serve the meaning of the earth. Thus I beg and beseech you. Do not let them fly away from earthly things and beat with their wings against eternal walls. Alas, there has always been so much virtue that has flown away. Lead back to the earth the virtue that flew away, as I do—back to the body, back to life, that it may give the earth a meaning, a human meaning.

Lift up your hearts, my brothers, high, higher! And don't forget about your legs either! Lift up your legs as well, you good dancers, and better yet--stand also on your heads!

That, however, is - mediocrity, though it be called moderation.

Is life not a thousand times too short for us to bore ourselves?