It is unworthy of great spirits to spread abroad the agitation they feel.
Men of profound sadness betray themselves when they are happy: they have a mode of seizing upon happiness as though they would choke and strangle it, out of jealousy--ah, they know only too well that it will flee from them!
I shall say another word for the most select ears: what I really want from music. That it be cheerful and profound like an afternoon in October. That it be individual, frolicsome, tender, a sweet small woman full of beastliness and charm.
What is heavy? so asks the spirit that would bear much, and then kneels down like the camel, and wants to be well laden.
Here the intellectual cynicism of the Jew almost counterbalances his social unpleasantness.
One does not hate as long as one has a low esteem of someone, but only when one esteems him as an equal or a superior.