For the sake of goodness and love, man shall let death have no sovereignty over his thoughts.
What pleases the public is lively and vivid delineation which makes no demands on the intellect; but passionate and absolutist youth can only be enthralled by a problem.
He thought what a fine thing it was that people made music all over the world, even in the strangest settings – probably even on polar expeditions.
He probably was mediocre after all, though in a very honorable sense of that word.
A man’s dying is more his survivor’s affair than his own.
Speech is civilization itself.
Forbearance in the face of fate, beauty constant under torture, are not merely passive. They are a positive achievement, an explicit triumph.
We do not fear being called meticulous, inclining as we do to the view that only the exhaustive can be truly interesting.
Yes, they are carnal, both of them, love and death, and therein lies their terror and their great magic!
I don’t think anyone is thinking long-term now.
With the parties at virtual parity and the ideological gulf between them never greater, the stakes of majority control of Congress are extremely high.
Knowledge of the soul would unfailingly make us melancholy if the pleasures of expression did not keep us alert and of good cheer.
Beer soothes the upset soul.
For I must tell you that we artists cannot tread the path of Beauty without Eros keeping company with us and appointing himself as our guide.
Speech is civilization itself. The word, even the most contradictions word, preserves contact – it is silence which isolates.
While Republican voters have remained universally supportive of their President, Democrats and Independents are returning to a more naturally critical stance.
It is impossible for ideas to compete in the marketplace if no forum for their presentation is provided or available.
Further-more, partisan attachments powerfully shape political perceptions, beliefs and values, and incumbents enjoy advantages well beyond the way in which their districts are configured.
The only religious way to think of death is as part and parcel of life.
Whose best and most fruitful gift was the power of admiration, which made it possible for me to learn. Now, as in my youth, I am looking up to the truly great creations of the past, which I see high above my own and which alone deserve the name of greatness.