It is doubtful whether anyone who has travelled widely has found anywhere in the world regions more ugly than in the human face.

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

A man unconsciously imagines that where he is strong, where he feels most thoroughly alive, the element of his freedom must lie.

When art dresses itself in the most worn-out material it is most easily recognized as art.

Immature is the love of the youth, and immature his hatred of man and earth. His mind and the wings of his spirit are still tied down and heavy.

Enjoyment and innocence are the most bashful things: both do not want to be sought.

You must climb above yourself-up and beyond, until you have even your stars under you.