Ambition fortifies the will of man to become ruler over other men: it operates with deception, cajolery, and violence, it is the action of impurity upon impurity.

The dream crossed twilight between birth and dying.

Poetry is not an assertion of truth, but the making of that truth more fully real to us.

Think neither fear nor courage saves us. Unnatural vices are fathered by our heroism. Virtues are forced upon us by our impudent crimes. These tears are shaken from the wrath-bearing tree.

Those who say they give the public what it wants begin by underestimating public taste and end by debauching it.

And went on in sunlight, into the Hofgarten, And drank coffee, and talked for an hour.

The old should be explorers, be curious, risk transgression, explore oldness itself.