It is very difficult to tell the truth.

But the law of loving others could not be discovered by reason, because it is unreasonable.

The law condemns and punishes only actions within certain definite and narrow limits; it thereby justifies, in a way, all similar actions that lie outside those limits.

"A real work of art destroys, in the consciousness of the receiver, the separation between himself and the artist."

I do value my work awfully; but in reality only consider this: all this world of ours is nothing but a speck of mildew, which has grown up on a tiny planet. And for us to suppose we can have something great - ideas, work - it's all dust and ashes.

Everything comes in time to him who knows how to wait.

He stepped down, avoiding any long look at her as one avoids long looks at the sun, but seeing her as one sees the sun, without looking.