I know of no better life purpose than to perish in attempting the great and the impossible.

Whoever does not know how to find the way to his ideal lives more frivolously and impudently than the man without an ideal.

Man would sooner have the Void for his purpose than be void of Purpose.

Christianity gave Eros poison to drink; he did not die of it, certainly, but degenerated to Vice.

Shared joys make a friend, not shared sufferings.

Pity aims just as little at the pleasure of others as malice at the pain of others Per-Se.

Whoever is related to me in the height of his aspirations will experience veritable ecstasies of learning; for I come from heights that no bird ever reached in its flight, I know abysses into which no foot ever strayed.