The man who meets with a failure attributes this failure rather to the ill will of another than to fate.

Life is fountain of joy; but where the rabble also gather to drink, all wells are poisoned.

the voice of beauty speaks softly; it creeps only into the most fully awakened souls

Every church is a stone on the grave of a god-man: it does not want him to rise up again under any circumstances.

Who is better, they who promote truth over happiness, or happiness over truth?

The less men are fettered by tradition, the greater becomes the inward activity of their motives, and greater again in proportion to their outer restlessness.

There is a rollicking kindness that looks like malice.