We do not belong to those who only get their thought from books, or at the prompting of books, -- it is our custom to think in the open air, walking, leaping, climbing, or dancing on lonesome mountains by preference, or close to the sea, where even the paths become thoughtful.

Everything becomes and recurs eternally - escape is impossible!

The people we keep standing in the anteroom of our favor either start fermenting or turn sour.

The destiny of mankind is arranged for happy moments every life has such but not for happy times.

In architecture the pride of man, his triumph over gravitation, his will to power, assume a visible form. Architecture is a sort of oratory of power by means of forms.

Love matches, so called, have illusion for their father and need for their mother.

There are no moral phenomena at all, but only a moral interpretation of phenomena.