I am no man, I am dynamite.

Silence is worse; all truths that are kept silent become poisonous.

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.

...one can speak with the utmost clearness, and yet not be heard by anyone.

Existence begins in every instant.

Many are obstinate with regard to the pathway once they have set upon it, few with regard to the goal.

Every word is a prejudice.