Wild dreams torment me as I lie. And though a god lives in my heart, though all my power waken at his word, though he can move my every inmost part - yet nothing in the outer world is stirred. thus by existence tortured and oppressed I crave for death, I long for rest.

If you want to reach the infinite, then explore every aspect of the finite.

The rose is wont with pride to swell, and ever seeks to rise.

God made man simple, but how he changed and got complicated is hard to say.

He who does not know foreign languages does not know anything about his own.

Beauty is a manifestation of secret natural laws, which otherwise would have been hidden from us forever.

two souls, alas, are housed within my breast, and each will wrestle for the mastery there.