Too rigid scruples are concealed pride.

Art is long, life is short; judgement difficult, opportunity transient.

Whatever liberates our spirit, without also giving us mastery over ourselves, is destructive.

Man would not be the finest creature in the world if he were not too fine for it.

Normally, the sciences distance themselves from life and the return to it via a detour.

The rainbow mirrors human aims and action. Think, and more clearly wilt thou grasp it, seeing Life is but light in many-hued reflection.

Pity on the person who has become accustomed to seeing in necessity something arbitrary, who ascribes to the arbitrary some sort of reason, and even claims that following that sort of reason has religious value.