Life is not anything, but an opportunity for something.

Were the eye not of the sun, How could we behold the light? If God's might and ours were not as one, How could His work enchant our sight?

Whoever wishes to keep a secret must hide the fact that he possesses one.

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.

Care is taken that trees do not grow into the sky.

If thou wouldst hear what seemly is and fit, inquire of noble woman; they can tell, who in life's common usage hold their place by graceful deed and aptly chosen word.

Science has been seriously retarded by the study of what is not worth knowing and of what is not knowable.