I am so clever that sometimes I don't understand a single word of what I am saying.

Seriousness is the only refuge of the shallow.

Out of the unreal shadows of night comes back the real life that we had known. We have to resume it where we had left off... p 207

It is love, and not German philosophy, that is the true explanation of the world, whatever may be the explanation of the next.

The fact is, the public make use of the classics of a country as a means of checking the progress of Art. They degrade the classics into authorities. They use them as bludgeons for preventing the free expression of Beauty in new forms.

If one cannot enjoy reading a book over and over again, there is no use in reading it at all.

Suffering is one very long moment. We cannot divide it by seasons.