Beauty is a manifestation of secret natural laws, which otherwise would have been hidden from us forever.

A creation of importance can only be produced when its author isolates himself; it is a child of solitude.

How often do I lull my seething blood to rest, for you have never seen anything so unsteady, so uncertain, as this heart.

A word spoken is a terrible thing when it suddenly utters what the heart has long allowed.

Faust: Who holds the devil, let him hold him well, He hardly will be caught a second time.