The brilliant passes, like the dew at morn; The true endures, for ages yet unborn.
As long as you are not aware of the continual law of Die and Be Again, you are merely a vague guest on a dark Earth.
There is no crime of which I do not deem myself capable.
The style of an author is a faithful copy of his mind.
Whoever aspiring, struggles on, for him there is salvation.
I call architecture frozen music.