On the pinnacle of success man does not stand firm long.
The little man is still a man.
Man cannot persist long in a conscious state, he must throw himself back into the unconscious, for his root lives there.
Yet here I stand poor fool what more, not one wit wiser than before.
Happiness is a ball after which we run wherever it rolls, and we push it with our feet when it stops.
Beauty is at once the ultimate principle and the highest aim of art.