Give me those days with heart in riot, The depths of bliss that touched on pain, The force of hate, and love's disquiet- Ah, give me back my youth again!
Time is my estate: to Time I'm heir.
Character develops itself in the stream of life.
Patriotism corrupts history.
Nothing should be valued higher than the value of the day.
I am the spirit that negates. And rightly so, for all that comes to be Deserves to perish wretchedly; 'Twere better nothing would begin. Thus everything that that your terms, sin, Destruction, evil represent— That is my proper element.