We all walk in mysteries. We are surrounded by an atmosphere about which we still know nothing at all.

Three things are to be looked to in a building: that it stand on the right spot; that it is securely founded; that it be successfully executed.

Time does not relinquish its rights, either over human beings or over mountains.

So, lively brisk old fellow, don't let age get you down. White hairs or not, you can still be a lover.

One of the most striking signs of the decay of art is the intermixing of different genres.

The flowers are full of honey, but only the bee finds out the sweetness.

Happy contractedness of youth, nay, of mankind in general, that they think neither of the high nor the deep, of the true nor the false, but only of what is suited to their own conceptions.