I must find a truth that is true for me.
A poet is not an apostle; he drives out devils only by the power of the devil.
Therefore do not deceive yourself! Of all deceivers fear most yourself!
The person who praises God is on the tracks of justice.
What a difference! Under the esthetic sky, everything is buoyant, beautiful, transient! when ethics arrives on the scene, everything becomes harsh, angular and infinitely boring
Where unclarity resides, there is temptation, and there it proves only too easily the stronger. Wherever there is ambiguity, wherever there is wavering, there is disobedience down at the bottom.