“The splinter in your eye is the best magnifying-glass available.”

“One must have tradition in oneself, to hate it properly.”

“Even at that time the hope of leaving behind messages in bottles on the flood of barbarism bursting on Europe was an amiable illusion: the desperate letters stuck in the mud of the spirit of rejuvenesence and were worked up by a band of Noble Human-Beings and other riff-raff into highly artistic but inexpensive wall-adornments. Only since then has progress in communications really got into its stride. Who, in the end, is to take it amiss if even the freest of free spirits no longer write for an imaginary posterity, more trusting, if possible, than even their contemporaries, but only for the dead God?”

“Very evil people cannot really be imagined dying.”

“Es gibt kein richtiges Leben im falschen”

“freedom would be not to choose between black and white but to abjure such prescribed choices.”

“The forms of art reflect the history of man more truthfully than do documents themselves.”