Woes and wonders of power, that tonic hell, synthesis of poison and panacea.
Wisdom disguises our wounds; it teaches us how to bleed in secret.
A self-respecting man is a man without a country. A fatherland is birdlime.
In order to have the stuff of a tyrant, a certain mental derangement is necessary.
The obsession with suicide is characteristic of the man who can neither live nor die, and whose attention never swerves from this double impossibility.
Does our ferocity not derive from the fact that our instincts are all too interested in other people? If we attended more to ourselves and became the center, the object of our murderous inclinations, the sum of our intolerances would diminish.