The want of logic annoys. Too much logic bores. Life eludes logic, and everything that logic alone constructs remains artificial and forced. |
There are very few monsters who warrant the fear we have of them. |
There is no prejudice that the work of art does not finally overcome |
Those who have never been ill are incapable of real sympathy for a great many misfortunes |
Through loyalty to the past, our mind refuses to realize that tomorrow's joy is possible only if today's makes way for it; that each wave owes the beauty of its line only to the withdrawal of the preceding one. |
To know how to free oneself is nothing; the arduous thing is to know what to do with one's freedom |
To read a writer is for me not merely to get an idea of what he says, but to go off with him and travel in his company. |
To what a degree the same past can leave different marks - and especially admit of different interpretations. |
Too chaste a youth leads to a dissolute old age |
Understanding is the beginning of approving |
Welcome anything that comes to you, but do not long for anything else. |
What another would have done as well as you, do not do it. What another would have said as well as you, do not say it; what another would have written as well, do not write it. Be faithful to that which exists nowhere but in yourself-and thus make yourself indispensable. |
What I dislike least in my former self are the moments of prayer |
What would there be in a story of happiness? Only what prepares it, only what destroys it can be told. |
Whoever starts out toward the unknown must consent to venture alone |