The plastic virtues: purity, unity, and truth, keep nature in subjection.
Artists are, above all, men who want to become inhuman.
Without poets, without artists, men would soon weary of nature's monotony.
When man wanted to make a machine that would walk he created the wheel, which does not resemble a leg.
Twentieth pupil of the centuries knows its stuff and bird-changed this century like Jesus climbs the sky.
One can't carry one's father's corpse about everywhere.