So Dear Night The Half Of Life

Whoever Aspiring, Struggles On, For Him There Is Salvation.

Every Author In Some Way Portrays Himself In His Works, Even If It Be Against His Will.

Whoever, In Middle Age, Attempts To Realize The Wishes And Hopes Of His Early Youth, Invariably Deceives Himself. Each Ten Years Of A Man's Life Has Its Own Fortunes, Its Own Hopes, Its Own Desires.

I Am Certain That I Have Been Here As I Am Now A Thousand Times Before, And I Hope To Return A Thousand Times... Man Is A Dialogue Between Nature And God. On Other Planets This Dialogue Will Doubtless Be Of A Higher And Profounder Character. What Is Lacking Is Self-knowledge. After That The Rest Will Follow.

Beauty Is At Once The Ultimate Principle And The Highest Aim Of Art.