The ignorant man always adores what he cannot understand.

Klopstock was questioned regarding the meaning of a passage in his poem. He replied, 'God and I both knew what it meant once; now God alone knows.'

Genius is one of the many forms of insanity.

Good sense travels on the well-worn paths; genius, never. And that is why the crowd, not altogether without reason, is so ready to treat great men as lunatics.

Genius is one of the many forms of insanity

The appearance of a single great genius is more than equivalent to the birth of a hundred mediocrities