Talking much about oneself may be a way of hiding oneself.

Mothers easily become jealous of their sons' friends when they are particularly successful. As a rule a mother loves herself in her son more than she does the son himself.

Art is essentially the affirmation, the blessing, and the deification of existence.

To one who is accustomed to thinking a lot, every new thought that he hears or reads about immediately appears as a link in a chain.

Every characteristic absence of spirituality, every piece of common vulgarity, is due to an inability to resist a stimulus - you have to react, you follow every impulse.

The magnitude of a progress is gauged by the greatness of the sacrifice that it requires.

If we have our own why of life, we shall get along with almost any how. Man does not strive for pleasure; only the Englishman does.