If, while hurrying ostensibly to the temple of truth, we hand the reins over to our personal interests which look aside at very different guiding stars, for instance at the tastes and foibles of our contemporaries, at the established religion, but in particular at the hints and suggestions of those at the head of affairs, then how shall we ever reach the high, precipitous, bare rock whereon stands the temple of truth?
The composer reveals the innermost nature of the world, and expresses the profoundest wisdom in a language that his reasoning faculty does not understand, just as a magnetic somnambulist gives information about things of which she has no conception when she is awake. Therefore in the composer, more than in any other artist, the man is entirely separate and distinct from the artist.
Men of learning are those who have read the contents of books. Thinkers, geniuses, and those who have enlightened the world and furthered the race of men, are those who have made direct use of the book of the world.
Memory works like the collection glass in the Camera obscura: it gathers everything together and therewith produces a far more beautiful picture than was present originally.
Genuine contempt, on the other hand, is the unsullied conviction of the worthlessness of another.
...this our world, which is so real, with all its suns and milky ways is-nothing.
Apart from man, no being wonders at its own experience.
[T]he appropriate form of address between man and man ought to be, not monsieur, sir, but fellow sufferer, compagnon de miseres.
Money is human happiness in the abstract.
A man finds himself, to his great astonishment, suddenly existing, after thousands and thousands of years of non-existence: he lives for a little while; and then, again, comes an equally long period when he must exist no more. The heart rebels against this, and feels that it cannot be true.
Unrest is the mark of existence.
Reading is merely a surrogate for thinking for yourself; it means letting someone else direct your thoughts.
It is a clumsy experiment to make; for it involves the destruction of the very consciousness which puts the question and awaits the answer.
Life is a task to be done. It is a fine thing to say defunctus est; it means that the man has done his task.
Thus also every keen pleasure is an error and an illusion, for no attained wish can give lasting satisfaction.
Most men are so thoroughly subjective that nothing really interests them but themselves.
Every human perfection is linked to an error which it threatens to turn into
Indeed, intolerance is essential only to monotheism; an only God is by nature a jealous God who will not allow another to live. On the other hand, polytheistic gods are naturally tolerant, they live and let live.
A man shows his character just in the way in which he deals with trifles, for then he is off his guard.
Music is the answer to the mystery of life. The most profound of all the arts, It expresses the deepest thoughts of life.
Opinion is like a pendulum and obeys the same law. If it goes past the centre of gravity on one side, it must go a like distance on the other; and it is only after a certain time that it finds the true point at which it can remain at rest.
Honor means that a man is not exceptional; fame, that he is.
What now on the other hand makes people sociable is their incapacity to endure solitude and thus themselves.
History is the long, difficult and confused dream of Mankind.
Want and boredom are indeed the twin poles of human life.
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