I know how ingratitude burns, how falsehood tortures, for I have been deceived in friendship and in love; I have learned to lose and to resign myself.

Without a notion of the transcendental, human beings would, indeed, be animals; however, only fools can be convinced of it, and only degenerates need such a conviction.

If someone were to think that trees are made to support the sky, they would all seem too short.

You can make the best of it and be content, or you can complain, it makes no difference. What does it matter that human beings judge the things that exist?

A woman's passion is not the measure of a man's love.

Genius unrefined resembles a flash of lightning, but wisdom is like the sun.

Man lives two lives, woe, were it otherwise! One is seized by death, the other one, his honor, remains.