The cradle of the future is the grave of the past.

Lap-dogs and blood-hounds enjoy the greatest respect at court; house-dogs and no dogs at all are not even considered.

Do you think that it is possible to have a mere taste of commonness? Either one hates it or makes common cause with it.

The likeness of the world? A shadow! And world's glory? A dream!

German radicalism: freedom-masturbation.

Critics are reprimanded when they get sarcastic. How absurd! Is the torch of criticism supposed to shine without burning?

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.