Mozart, the last chord of a centuries-old great European taste.

Many find their heart when they have lost their head.

When somebody dies we usually need reasons for consolation, not so much to alleviate our pain as to excuse ourselves for so readily feeling consoled.

Arrogance on the part of the meritorious is even more offensive to us than the arrogance of those without merit: for merit itself is offensive.

Is it not better to fall into the hands of a murderer, than into the dreams of a lustful woman?

Physician, help yourself: thus help your patient too. Let this be his best help: that he may behold with his eyes the man who heals himself.

Man would sooner have the Void for his purpose than be void of Purpose.