As the ancient commander addressed his soldiers before battle, so should the moralist speak to men in the struggle of the era.

Novels tend to end as the Paternoster begins: with the kingdom of God on earth.

All men are somewhat ridiculous and grotesque, just because they are men; and in this respect artists might well be regarded as man multiplied by two. So it is, was, and shall be.

He who has religion will speak poetry. But philosophy is the tool with which to seek and discover religion.

The obsession with moderation is the spirit of castrated narrow-mindedness.

Without poetry, religion becomes obscure, false, and malignant; without philosophy, licentious in all wantonness, and lascivious to the point of self-castration.

Whoever has not arrived at the clear insight that there might be greatness entirely outside his own sphere for which he has no understanding, whoever does not have at least a dim inkling in which area of the human spirit this greatness might be situated: he is within his own sphere either without genius, or he has not educated himself up to the point of the classical attitude.