Is this the destiny of man? Is he only happy before he has acquired his reason or after he has lost it?

In art, the best is good enough.

If one doesn't know one's own country, one doesn't have standards for foreign countries.

You can’t, if you can’t feel it, if it never Rises from the soul, and sways The heart of every single hearer, With deepest power, in simple ways. You’ll sit forever, gluing things together, Cooking up a stew from other’s scraps, Blowing on a miserable fire, Made from your heap of dying ash. Let apes and children praise your art, If their admiration’s to your taste, But you’ll never speak from heart to heart, Unless it rises up from your heart’s space.

It is sometimes essential for a husband and a wife to quarrel - they get to know each other better.

If society gives up the right to impose the death penalty, then self-help will appear again and personal vendettas will be around the corner.

All sects seem to me to be right in what they assert, and wrong in what they deny.