Our greatest experiences are our quietest moments.
There is no more dreary or more repulsive creature than the man who has evaded his genius.
One should only question gods where none but gods can reply.
"State," I call it, where they all drink poison, the good and the wicked; "state," where they all lose themselves, the good and the wicked; "state," where they all call their slow suicide-"life."
God is dead, God remains dead, and we have killed him.
The world is beautiful, but has a disease called man.