I no longer want to walk on worn soles.

Tolerance is a proof of distrust in one's own ideals.

You know a moment is important when it is making your mind go numb with beauty.

In art the end does not sanctify the means: but sacred means employed here can sanctify the end.

History belongs above all to the man...who needs models, teachers, comforters and cannot find them among his contemporaries.

I have found strength where one does not look for it: in simple, mild, and pleasant people, without the least desire to rule -- and, conversely, the desire to rule has often appeared to me a sign of inward weakness: they fear their own slave soul and shroud it in a royal cloak (in the end, they still become the slaves of their followers, their fame, etc.)

Our greatest experiences are our quietest moments.