I saw a poet chase a butterfly in a meadow. He put his net on a bench where a boy sat reading a book. It's a misfortune that it is usually the other way round.
Karl KrausA white lie is always pardonable. But he who tells the truth without compulsion merits no leniency.
Karl KrausA healthy man is content with a woman. An erotic man is content with a stocking to get to a woman. A sick man is content with thestocking.
Karl Kraus