When you look into an abyss, the abyss also looks into you.

This woman is beautiful and clever: but how much cleverer she would have become if she were not beautiful!

Fathers and sons are much more considerate of one another than mothers and daughters.

Speaking of Georges Bizet: His music has the tang of sunny climates, their bracing air, their clearness. It voices a sensibility hitherto unknown to us.

The so called unconscious inferences can be traced back to the all-preserving memory, which presents us with parallel experiences and hence already knows the consequences of an action. It is not anticipation of the effects; rather, it is the feeling: identical causes, identical effects . . .

We must remain as close to the flowers, the grass, and the butterflies as the child is who is not yet so much taller than they are.

One should adpot only those situations in which one is in no need of sham virtues, but rather, like the tight-rope dancer on his tight rope, in which one must either fall or stand--or escape.