Rather perish than hate and fear, and twice rather perish than make oneself hated and feared — this must some day become the highest maxim for every single commonwealth.

The world is a work of art that gives birth to itself.

The great epochs of our life come when we gain the courage to rechristen our evil as what is best in us.

When a man is in love he endures more than at other times; he submits to everything.

Those who create are hard of heart.

The hypocrite who always plays one and the same part ceases at last to be a hypocrite.

The bite of conscience is indecent.