And this do I call immaculate perception of all things: to want nothing else from them, but to be allowed to lie before them as a mirror with a hundred facets.

A woman's pity, which is talkative, carries the sick person's bed to the public marketplace.

Once upon a time, in some out of the way corner of that universe which is dispersed into numberless twinkling solar systems, there was a star upon which clever beasts invented knowing.

God is a gross answer, an indelicacy against us thinkers- at bottom merely a gross prohibition for us: you shall not think!

O my brothers, am I then cruel? But I say: that which is falling should also be pushed!

If one seeks relief from unbearable pressure, one is to eat hashish.

Every man in creating the beautiful appearance of the dream worlds is a perfect artist.