Many, many steeples would have to be stacked one on top of another to reach from the bottom to the surface of the sea.

Almighty God, thee only have I; thou steerest my fate, I must give myself up to thee! Give me a livelihood! Give me a bride! My blood wants love, as my heart does!

I have gone through the most terrible affair that could possibly happen; only imagine, my shadow has gone mad; I suppose such a poor, shallow brain, could not bear much; he fancies that he has become a real man, and that I am his shadow.

Where words fail, music speaks.

If you looked down to the bottom of my soul, you would understand fully the source of my longing and – pity me. Even the open, transparent lake has its unknown depths, which no divers know.

It is the power of thought that gives man power over nature.

The whole world is a series of miracles, but we're so used to them we call them ordinary things.