It is only kindred griefs that draw forth our tears, and each weeps really for himself.

If one has no heart, one cannot write for the masses.

Pretty women without religion are like flowers without perfume.

Reason exercises merely the function of preserving order, is, so to say, the police in the region of art. In life it is mostly a cold arithmetician summing up our follies.

In the marvelous month of May when all the buds were bursting, then in my heart did love arise. In the marvelous month of May when all the birds were singing, then did I reveal to her my yearning and longing.

The sun's sweet ray is hovering discovered.

All special charters of freedom must be abrogated where the universal law of freedom is to flourish.