Love and art do not embrace what is beautiful but what is made beautiful by this embrace.

That an author takes a bow is not humility but presumption. What does the paleface want on the stage afterwards? But before the performance he had even less business there--and paying him royalties is equivalent to cheating the actors.

Language is the mother of thought, not its handmaiden.

Squeeze human nature into the straitjacket of criminal justice and crime will appear.

Stupidity is an elemental force for which no earthquake is a match.

The ultimate aim of psychoanalysis is to attribute art to mental weakness, and then to trace the weakness back to the point where, according to analytic dogma, it originated namely, the lavatory.

What do people have against convicts? Is living together in the pen of freedom, where young people engage in mutual psychology, any more beautiful?