How far is truth susceptible of embodiment? That is the question, that is the experiment.

The hour when you say, "What does my happiness matter? It is poverty and filth, and a wretched complacency. Yet my happiness should justify existence itself!

We must understand how to hide in darkness in order to escape the gnat-swarms of utterly annoying admirers.

Pharisaism is not a degeneration in a good man: a large portion of it is rather the condition of all being-good.

Behind all their personal vanity, women themselves always have an impersonal contempt for woman.

When virtue has slept it will arise more vigorous.

"Ego," sayest thou, and art proud of that word. But the greater thing - in which thou art unwilling to believe - is thy body with its big sagacity; it saith not "ego," but doeth it.