We talk so abstractly about poetry because all of us are usually bad poets.

The value of many men and books rests solely on their faculty for compelling all to seek out the most hidden and intimate things.

Once blasphemy again God was the greatest blasphemy; but God died, and thereupon those blasphemers died too.

When asses are needed.- You will never get the crowd to cry Hosanna until you ride into town on an ass.

Man is the only animal that must be encouraged to live.

A strong and well-constituted man digests his experiences (deeds and misdeeds all included) just as he digests his meats, even when he has some tough morsels to swallow.

We believe that we know something about the things themselves when we speak of trees, colors, snow, and flowers; and yet we possess nothing but metaphors for things - metaphors which correspond in no way to the original entities.