By losing your goal, You have lost your way.

A friend whose hopes we cannot satisfy is a friend we would rather have as an enemy.

Art is essentially the affirmation, the blessing, and the deification of existence.

Only you must have worthy foes hate, but not enemies worthy of contempt. You must be proud of your enemy.

Such a man as instinctively feeds on pure ambrosia and leaves alone the indigestible in things.

In every form of womanly love something of motherly love also comes to light.

Truly, it is a blessing and not a blasphemy when I teach that "above all things there stands the heaven of chance, the heaven of innocence, the heaven of accident, the heaven of wantonness".