Style ought to prove that one believes in an idea; not only that one thinks it but also feels it.

Immortal is the moment when I engendered the recurrence. For the sake of this moment I bear the recurrence.

Rendering oneself unarmed when one had been the best-armed, out of a height of feeling-that is the means to real peace, which must always rest on a peace of mind.

A nation is a detour of nature to arrive at five or six great men- yes, and then to get around them.

Both classically- and romantically-minded spirits-inasmuch as these two species always exist-occupy themselves with a vision of the future: but the former do so out of a strength of their age, the latter out of its weakness.

What makes one heroic? - Going out to meet at the same time one's highest suffering and one's highest hope.

Not he is great who can alter matter, but he who can alter my state of mind.