The abdomen is the reason why man does not readily take himself to be a god.

When a man is in love he endures more than at other times; he submits to everything.

My formula for greatness in a human being is amor fati: that one wants nothing to be other than it is, not in the future, not in the past, not in all eternity.

There is no more dreary or more repulsive creature than the man who has evaded his genius.

About what we neither know nor feel precisely while awake-whether we have a good or a bad conscience toward a certain person-our dreams instruct us fully and unambiguously.

He that humbleth himself wishes to be exalted.

Is not wounded vanity the mother of all tragedies?