Not when truth is dirty but when it is shallow does the enlightened man...
All truth is simple... is that not doubly a lie?
Convictions are more dangerous foes of truth than lies.
One may sometimes tell a lie but the grimace that accompanies it tells the...
Nothing is beautiful only man: on this piece of naivete rests all aesthetics...
We should consider every day lost on which we have not danced at least once....
And we should consider every day lost on which we have not danced at least...
On the mountains of truth you can never climb in vain: either you will reach...
Glance into the world just as though time were gone: and everything crooked...
That which does not kill us makes us stronger.
One Christmas my father kept our tree up till March. He hated to see it go. I loved that.