you must be ready to burn yourself in your own flame; how could you rise anew if you have not first become ashes?
Nothing on earth consumes a man more quickly than the passion of resentment.
Not the intensity but the duration of high feelings makes high men.
If there is to be art, if there is to be any aesthetic doing and seeing, one physiological condition is indispensable: frenzy.
Is man one of God's blunders? Or is God one of man's blunders?
Whoever possesses abundant joy must be a good man: but he is probably not the cleverest man, although he achieves exactly what it is that the cleverest man strives with all his cleverness to achieve.