The architect represents neither a Dionysian nor an Apollinian condition: here it is the mighty act of will, the will which moves mountains, the intoxication of the strong will, which demands artistic expression. The most powerful men have always inspired the architects; the architect has always been influenced by power.

The happiness of man is: I will. The happiness of woman is: he wills. 'Behold , just now the world ... entire love. And woman must obey and find a depth for her surface. Surface is the disposition of woman: a mobile, stormy film over shallow water. Man's disposition, however, is deep; his river roars in subterranean caves: woman feels his strength but does not comprehend it.

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

Why does man not see things? He is himself standing in the way: he conceals things.

He who thinks a great deal is not suited to be a party man: he thinks his way through the party and out the other side too soon.

Most people are far too much occupied with themselves to be malicious.

“Evil men have no songs.” How is it, then, that the Russians have songs?