What a glorious gift is imagination, and what satisfaction it affords!
We, when we sow the seeds of doubt deeper than the most up-to-date and modish free-thought has ever dreamed of doing, we well know what we are about.
We are most likely to get angry and excited in our opposition to some idea when we ourselves are not quite certain of our own position, and are inwardly tempted to take the other side.
Unhappy German nation, how do you like the Messianic role allotted to you, not by God, nor by destiny, but by a handful of perverted and bloody-minded men?
Tolerance becomes a crime when applied to evil.
Time has no divisions to mark its passage, there is never a thunderstorm or blare of trumpets to announce the beginning of a new month or year. Even when a new century begins it is only we mortals who ring bells and fire off pistols.
Time cools, time clarifies, no mood can be maintained quite unaltered through the course of hours.
This longing for the bliss of the commonplace.
There is something suspicious about music, gentlemen. I insist that she is, by her nature, equivocal. I shall not be going too far in saying at once that she is politically suspect.
The writer’s joy is the thought that can become emotion, the emotion that can wholly become a thought.
The word was — civilization!
The positive thing about the sceptic is that he considers everything possible!