The world, as it is now, wants to die, wants to perish — and it will.

And here is a doctrine at which you will laugh. It seems to me, Govinda, that love is the most important thing in the world.

In Germany I have been acknowledged again since the fall of Hitler, but my works, partly suppressed by the Nazis and partly destroyed by the war; have not yet been republished there.

If you hate a person, you hate something in him that is part of yourself. What isn't part of ourselves doesn't disturb us.

How absurd these words are, such as beast and beast of prey. One should not speak of animals in that way. They may be terrible sometimes, but they're much more right than men...They're never in any embarrassment. They always know what to do and how to behave themselves. They don't flatter and they don't intrude. They don't pretend. They are as they are, like stones or flowers or stars in the sky.

Happiness is love, nothing else. A man who is capable of love is happy.

Each man's life represents a road toward himself, an attempt at such a road, the intimation of a path... But each of us - experiments of the depths - strives toward his own destiny. We can understand one another; but each of us is able to interpret himself to himself alone.