Death. The certain prospect of death could sweeten every life with a precious and fragrant drop of levity- and now you strange apothecary souls have turned it into an ill-tasting drop of poison that makes the whole of life repulsive.

To become wise you have to want to experience certain experiences, and so to run into their open jaws. This is very dangerous, tobe sure; many a "wise man" has been eaten up in doing so.

My brother, are war and battle evil? Necessary, however, is the evil; necessary are the envy and the distrust and the back-biting among the virtues.

One must know how to conserve oneself- the best test of independence.

We fear our neighbor's hostile mood because we are afraid that this mood will lead him to penetrate our secrets.

Let that day be lost to us on which we did not dance once!

Let your love to life be love to your highest hope; and let your highest hope be the highest thought of life!