[Heraclitus had] a regal air of certainty.

Man does not strive for happiness; only the Englishman does that.

What is the vanity of the vainest man compared with the vanity which the most modest possesses when, in the midst of nature and the world, he feels himself to be man!

The world is a work of art that gives birth to itself.

Society tames the wolf into a dog. And man is the most domesticated animal of all.

I overcame myself, the sufferer; I carried my own ashes to the mountains; I invented a brighter flame for myself.

no one talks more passionately about his rights than he who in the depths of his soul doubts whether he has any