We become aware, however, that all customs, even the hardest, grow pleasanter and milder with time, and that the severest way of life may become a habit and therefore a pleasure.

It is not in how one soul approaches another but in how it withdraws that I knowr its affinity and solidarity with the other.

The most serious parody I have ever heard was this: In the beginning was nonsense, and the nonsense was with God, and the nonsense was God.

This is the hardest of all: to close the open hand out of love, and keep modest as a giver.

'God himself cannot exist without wise men' - Luther said, and was right. But 'God can exist even less without unwise men' - that good old Luther did not say.

The higher culture an individual attains, the less field there is left for mockery and scorn.

Pathetic attitudes are not in keeping with greatness.