“A thousand times I was ready to regret and take back my rash statement - yet it had been the truth.”

“He saw all these forms and faces in a thousand relationships become newly born. Each one was mortal, a passionate, painful example of all that is transitory. Yet none of them died, they only changed, were always reborn, continually had a new face: only time stood between one face and another.”

“. Deeply, he felt the love for the run-away in hisheart, like a wound, and he felt at the same time that this wound hadnot been given to him in order to turn the knife in it, that it had tobecome a blossom and had to shine. , the wound was not blossoming yet, his heart was still fighting hisfate, cheerfulness and victory were not yet shining from his suffering.Nevertheless, he felt hope”

“Oh, if I had had a friend at this moment, a friend in an attic room, dreaming by candlelight and with a violin lying ready at his hand! How I should have slipped up to him in his quiet hour, noiselessly climbing the winding stair to take him by surprise, and then with talk and music we should have held heavenly festival throughout the night!”

“The sacred sense of beyond, of timelessness, of a world which had an eternal value and the substance of which was divine had been given back to me today by this friend of mine who taught me dancing.”

“In my brain were stored a thousand pictures.”

“Solitude is independence. It had been my wish and with the years I had attained it. It was cold. Oh, cold enough! But it was also still, wonderfully still and vast like the cold stillness of space in which the stars revolve.”