Truth is a torch, but a huge one, and so it is only with blinking eyes what we all of us try to get past it, in actual terror of being burnt.

Take care of your body with steadfast fidelity. The soul must see through these eyes alone, and if they are dim, the whole world is clouded.

Life belongs to the living, and he who lives must be prepared for changes.

The senses do not deceive us, but the judgment does.

We are shaped and fashioned by what we love

To know of someone here and there whom we accord with, who is living on with us, even in silence - - this makes our earthly ball a peopled garden.

When one is polite in German, one lies.