Every genius is a great child; he gazes out at the world as something strange, a spectacle, and therefore with purely objective interest

Journalists are like dogs, when ever anything moves they begin to bark.

The brain may be regarded as a kind of parasite of the organism, a pensioner, as it were, who dwells with the body.

There is only one healing force, and that is nature; in pills and ointments there is none. At most they can give the healing force of nature a hint about where there is something for it to do.

The actual life of a thought lasts only until it reaches the point of speech...As soon as our thinking has found words it ceases to be sincere...When it begins to exist in others it ceases to live in us, just as the child severs itself from its mother when it enters into its own existence.

Truth is no harlot who throws her arms round the neck of him who does not desire her; on the contrary, she is so coy a beauty that even the man who sacrifices everything to her can still not be certain of her favors.

To be alone is the fate of all great minds—a fate deplored at times, but still always chosen as the less grievous of two evils.