Man Does Not Strive For Happiness; Only

There Are Ages In Which The Rational Man And The Intuitive Man Stand Side By Side, The One In Fear Of Intuition, The Other With Scorn For Abstraction. The Latter Is Just As Irrational As The Former Is Inartistic.

No One Can Draw More Out Of Things, Books Included, Than He Already Knows. A Man Has No Ears For That To Which Experience Has Given Him No Access.

Lift Up Your Hearts, My Brothers, High, Higher! And Don't Forget About Your Legs Either! Lift Up Your Legs As Well, You Good Dancers, And Better Yet--stand Also On Your Heads!

Of All Writings I Love Only That Which Is Written With Blood. Write With Blood: And You Will Discover That Blood Is Spirit.

Life Without Music Is No Life At All.