Without art we would be nothing but foreground and live entirely in the spell of that perspective which makes what is closest at hand and most vulgar appear as if it were vast, and reality itself.

A man who whinnies with noisy laughter, surpasses all the animals in vulgarity.

One has been a poor spectator of life if one has not witnessed the hand - that kills from mercy.

When asses are needed.- You will never get the crowd to cry Hosanna until you ride into town on an ass.

There are no facts, only interpretations.

One can lie with the mouth, but with the accompanying grimace one nevertheless tells the truth.

Women and egoistic artists entertain a feeling towards science that is something composed of envy and sentimentality.