On the tree, Future, we build our nest; and in our solitude eagles shall bring us nourishment in their beaks!

Sometimes in conversation the sound of our own voice distracts us and misleads us into making assertions that in no way express our true opinions.

Ye are ugly? Well then, my brethren, take the sublime about you, the mantle of the ugly!

Where do your greatest dangers lie?--In pity.

The thought is merely a sign, as the word is merely a sign for the thought.

Nothing has been purchased more dearly than the little bit of reason and sense of freedom which now constitutes our pride.

Without music, life would be an error. The German imagines even God singing songs