How much reverence has a noble man for his enemies!--and such reverence is a bridge to love.--For he desires his enemy for himself, as his mark of distinction; he can endure no other enemy than one in whom there is nothing to despise and very much to honor! In contrast to this, picture "the enemy" as the man of ressentiment conceives him--and here precisely is his deed, his creation: he has conceived "the evil enemy," "the Evil One," and this in fact is his basic concept, from which he then evolves, as an afterthought and pendant, a "good one"--himself! Genealogy of Morals

“Come, fill the Cup, and in the fire of Spring / Your Winter-garment of Repentance fling: / The Bird of Time has but a little way / To flutter — and the Bird is on the Wing.” Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam

Art is not a handicraft, it is the transmission of feeling the artist has experienced. What is art?

 "There was seldom any conversation, especially at first, that was not about him in some way, even if only in secret." Metamorphosis and Other Stories