The man who does not wish to be one of the mass only needs to cease to be easy on himself.

How did reason come into the world? As is fitting, in an irrational manner, by accident. One will have to guess at it as at a riddle.

The ability to suffer is a small matter - weak women and even slaves can acheive virtuosity in that.

There are no beautiful surfaces without a terrible depth.

Become who you are!

What a person is begins to betray itself when his talent weakens--when he stops showing what he can do. Talent, too, is ornamentation, and ornamentation, too, is a hiding place.

My abyss speaks, I have turned my ultimate depth inside out into the light.