Oh great star! What would your happiness be if you did not have us to shine for?

i have never pondered over questions that are not questions.

What is life? A continuous praise and blame.

What someone is, begins to be revealed when his talent abates, when he stops showing us what he can do.

We count the courtesies accorded us by unpopular people as offenses.

The problem of culture is seldom grasped correctly. The goal of a culture is not the greatest possible happiness of a people, noris it the unhindered development of all their talents; instead, culture shows itself in the correct proportion of these developments. Its aim points beyond earthly happiness: the production of great works is the aim of culture.

The strongest have their moments of fatigue.