This is the curse of an evil deed, that it incites and must bring forth more evil.

Heaven and earth fight in vain against a dunce!

The strong man is strongest when alone.

History, insofar as it accustoms human beings to comprehend the whole of the past and to hasten forward with its conclusions into the far future, conceals the boundaries of birth and death, which enclose the life of the human being so narrowly and oppressively, and with a kind of optical illusion, expands his short existence into endless space, leading the individual imperceptibly over into humanity.

When the measured dance of the hours brings back the happy smile of spring, the buried dead is born again in the life-glance of the sun. The germs which perished to the eye within the cold breast of the earth spring up with joy in the bright realm of day.

Truth is more than a dream and a song.

The great happiness of life, I find, after all, to consist in the regular discharge of some mechanical duty.