The body is a big sagacity, a plurality with one sense, a war and a peace, a flock and a shepherd.

My humanity is a constant self-overcoming.

Truth as Circe. - Error has transformed animals into men; is truth perhaps capable of changing man back into an animal?

Beware of spitting against the wind!

In the end things must be as they are and have always been--the great things remain for the great, the abysses for the profound, the delicacies and thrills for the refined, and, to sum up shortly, everything rare for the rare.

The good displeases us when we are not up to it.

Christianity is Platonism for the people.