Reason is the cause of our falsification of the evidence of the senses. In so far as the senses show becoming, passing away, change, they do not lie.

Denn was ist Freiheit? Dasz man den Willen zur Selbstverantwortlichkeit hat.

When somebody dies we usually need reasons for consolation, not so much to alleviate our pain as to excuse ourselves for so readily feeling consoled.

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.

Assuming that we have trained our imagination to denounce the past, we will not suffer much from unfulfilled wishes.

Ultimately one loves one's desires and not that which is desired.

Pity is extolled as the virtue of prostitutes.