When we talk in company we lose our unique tone of voice, and this leads us to make statements which in no way correspond to our real thoughts.

Ultimately, no one can extract from things, books included, more than he already knows.

What destroys a man more quickly than to work, think and feel without inner necessity, without any deep personal desire, without pleasure - as a mere automaton of duty?

Mozart, the last chord of a centuries-old great European taste.

When gods die, they always die many sorts of death.

Man's maturity: to have regained the seriousness that he had as a child at play.

What do you plan to do in the land of the sleepers? You have been floating in a sea of solitude, and the sea has borne you up. At long last, are you ready for dry land? Are you ready to drag yourself ashore?