Photography is a witness against the mistaken opinion that art is an imitation of nature.

The fountain of love is the rose and the lily, the sun and the dove.

Nothing is sillier than this charge of plagiarism. There is no sixth commandment in art. The poet dare help himself wherever he lists, wherever he finds material suited to his work. He may even appropriate entire columns with their carved capitals, if the temple he thus supports be a beautiful one. Goethe understood this very well, and so did Shakespeare before him.

The sun's sweet ray is hovering discovered.

Christ rode on an ass, but now asses ride on Christ.

In action, the English have the advantage enjoyed by free men always entitled to free discussion: of having a ready judgment on every question. We Germans, on the other hand, are always thinking. We think so much that we never form a judgment.

What lies lurk in kisses.