The most common sort of lie is the one uttered to one's self.

It is not when truth is dirty, but when it is shallow, that the lover of knowledge is reluctant to step into its waters.

[Heraclitus' language] dispenses with lightness and artificial decoration, foremost out of disgust for humanity and out of [his own] defiant feeling.

There are people who are so presumptuous that they know no other way to praise a greatness that they publicly admire than by representing it as a preliminary stage and bridge leading to themselves.

To escape boredom, man works either beyond what his usual needs require, or else he invents play, that is, work that is designed to quiet no need other than that for working in general.

"This - is now my way - where is yours"? Thus did I answer those who asked me "the way". For the way - it does not exist!

In the mountains, the shortest way is from peak to peak: but for that you must have long legs