Nothing tells more about the character of a man than the things he makes fun of.
The human race is a monotonous affair. Most people spend the greatest part of their time working in order to live, and what little freedom remains so fills them with fear that they seek out any and every means to be rid of it.
A phenomenon like Mozart remains an inexplicable thing.
One man's word is no man's word; we should quietly hear both sides.
And here, poor fool, with all my lore I stand no wiser than before.
War is in truth a disease in which the juices that serve health and maintenance are used for the sole purpose of nourishing something foreign, something at odds with nature.