When I consider the narrow limits within which our active and inquiring faculties are confined; when I see how all our energies are wasted in providing for mere necessities, which again have no further end than to prolong a wretched existence; and then that all our satisfaction concerning certain subjects of investigation ends in nothing better than a passive resignation... when I consider all this... I am silent.

What dazzles, for the moment spends its spirit; Whats genuine, shall posterity inherit.

The work of art may have a moral effect, but to demand moral purpose from the artist is to make him ruin his work.

Everyone believes in his youth that the world really began with him, and that all merely exists for his sake.

Superstition is part of the poetry of life.

I am what I am, so take me as I am!.

I am part of the part that once was everything, Part of the darkness which gave birth to light… Mephistopheles, from Faust.