There is but one temple in the world, and that is the body of man. Nothing is holier than this high form. Bending before men is a reverence done to this revelation in the flesh. We touch heaven when we lay our hand on a human body.
Character and fate are two words for the same thing
Philosophy is properly home-sickness; the wish to be everywhere at home.
In cheerful souls there is no wit. Wit shows a disturbance of the equipoise.
The artist stands on the human being as a statue does on a pedestal.
One can not understand language because language cannot understand itself; does not want to understand