But are there many honest people who will admit that it is pleasing to give pain?

Show me that you are redeemed, and I will believe in your Redeemer.

After Buddha was dead, his shadow was still shown for centuries in a cave.

Every day I count wasted in which there has been no dancing.

That grand drama in a hundred acts, which is reserved for the next two centuries of Europe-the most terrible, most questionable and perhaps also the most hopeful of all dramas.

One has been a poor spectator of life if one has not witnessed the hand - that kills from mercy.

Verily, I do not want to be like the ropemakers: They drag out their threads and always walk backwards.