Beauty of whatever kind, in its supreme development, invariably excites the sensitive soul to tears.
The most profound statements are often said in silence.
I know you have come to kill me. Shoot, coward! You are only going to kill a man.
We are what we love, not what loves us.
Music–the one incorporeal entrance into the higher world of knowledge, which comprehends mankind, but which mankind cannot comprehend.
Crash programs fail because they are based on the theory that, with nine women pregnant, you can get a baby a month.
Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, and it may be necessary from time to time to give a stupid or misinformed beholder a black eye.
Arbeit macht frei. (Work sets you free).