We are pantheists when we study nature, polytheists when we write poetry, monotheists in our morality.
What by a straight path cannot be reached by crooked ways is never won.
On every mountain height is rest.
One cannot always be a hero, but one can always be a man.
And we went our separate ways without having understood each other. As in this world nobody understands the other easily.
There is nothing outside of us that is not at the same time in us, and as the external world has its colors the eye, too, has colors.