In Our Ideals We Unwittingly Reveal Our

I Think I Am One Of Those Who Can Manage Not To Take On A Completely Different Appearance Under Their Own Glance.

To Say Of Men That They Are Bad Is To Say They Are Worse Than We Think We Are, Or Worse Than The Ideal Man Whose Image We Have Built Up On The Basis Of A Certain Few.

We Bestow On Others Praise In Which We Do Not Believe, On Condition That In Return They Bestow Upon Us Praise In Which We Do.

The Nobility Of A Human Being Is Strictly Independent Of That Of His Convictions.

The Books One Has Written In The Past Have Two Surprises In Store: One Couldn't Write Them Again, And Wouldn't Want To.