The flame is not as bright to itself as it is to those it illuminates: so too the sage.

Does not the discipline of the scientific spirit just commence when one no longer harbours any conviction?

Woman is essentially unpeaceful, like the cat, however well she may have trained herself to present an appearance of peace.

All truth is crooked, time itself is a circle

The Great Man... is colder, harder, less hesitating, and without fear of 'opinion'; he lacks the virtues that accompany respect and 'respectability,' and altogether everything that is the 'virtue of the herd.' If he cannot lead, he goes alone... He knows he is incommunicable: he finds it tasteless to be familiar... When not speaking to himself, he wears a mask. There is a solitude within him that is inaccessible to praise or blame.

I love him who maketh his virtue his inclination and destiny: thus, for the sake of his virtue, he is willing to live on, or live no more.

Hope in reality is the worst of all evils because it prolongs the torments of man.