Do you call yourself Free? It is your ruling thought that I would hear, and not that you have escaped from a yoke.

Moderation sees itself as beautiful; it is unaware that in the eye of the immoderate it appears black and sober and consequently ugly-looking.

New ways I go, a new speech comes to me; weary I grow, like all creators, of the old tongues. My spirit no longer wants to walk on worn soles.

In large states public education will always be mediocre, for the same reason that in large kitchens the cooking is usually bad.

Ah, there are so many things betwixt heaven and earth of which only the poets have dreamed!

If one seeks relief from unbearable pressure, one is to eat hashish.

A matter that becomes clear ceases to concern us.