Ideas are transplanted by splitting, thoughts by sprouting.

I and life: The case was settled chivalrously. The opponents parted without having made up.

I don't like to meddle in my private affairs.

I would have stage-fright if I had to speak with every one of the people before whom I speak.

The press, that goiter of the world, swells up with the desire for conquest and bursts with the achievements which every day brings. A week has room for the boldest climax of the human drive for expansion.

Humanity is the washerwoman of society that wrings out its dirty laundry in tears.

The streets of Vienna are paved with culture, the streets of other cities with asphalt.