I cannot believe in a God who wants to be praised all the time.

Pardon me, my friends, I have ventured to paint my happiness on the wall.

Art is not merely an imitation of the reality of nature, but in truth a metaphysical supplement to the reality of nature, placed alongside thereof for its conquest.

Enjoying praise is in some people merely a civility of the heart--and just the opposite of a vanity of the spirit.

Concerning great things one should either be silent or speak loftily.

The essential thing ‘in heaven and earth’ is that there should be a long obedience in the same direction; there thereby results, and has always resulted in the long run, something which has made life worth living.

You have your way. I have my way. As for the right way, the correct way, and the only way, it does not exist.