No man remains quite what he was when he recognizes himself.

All interest in disease and death is only another expression of interest in life.

What we call National-Socialism is the poisonous perversion of ideas which have a long history in German intellectual life.

Reduced to a miserable mass level, the level of a Hitler, German Romanticism broke out into hysterical barbarism.

For the sake of goodness and love, man shall let death have no sovereignty over his thoughts.

Speech is civilization itself.

Time has no divisions to mark its passage, there is never a thunder-storm or blare of trumpets to announce the beginning of a new month or year. Even when a new century begins it is only we mortals who ring bells and fire off pistols.