Let us not underestimate the privileges of the mediocre. As one climbs higher, life becomes ever harder, the coldness increases, responsibility increases.

There are two types of genius; one which above all begets and wants to beget, and another which prefers being fertilized and giving birth.

Was that life? Well then, once more!

Art is the proper task of life.

The misunderstanding of passion and reason, as if the latter were an independent entity and not rather a system of relations between various passions and desires; and as if every passion did not possess its quantum of reason.

A good seat on a horse steals away your opponent's courage and your onlooker's heart-what reason is there to attack? Sit like one who has conquered?

Having a talent is not enough: one must also have your permission to have it--right, my friends?