The author must keep his mouth shut when his work starts to speak.

In a man devoted to knowledge, pity seems almost ridiculous, like delicate hands on a cyclops.

Christianity gave Eros poison to drink; he did not die of it, certainly, but degenerated to Vice.

When death brings at last the desired forgetfulness, it abolishes life and being together, and sets the seal on the knowledge that "being" is merely a continual "has been," a thing that lives by denying and destroying and contradicting itself.

Creation is the great redemption from suffering and all life's growing light. But the creator must be suffering if needed and accept much change.

No power can be maintained when it is only represented by hypocrites.

I change too quickly: my today refutes my yesterday. When I ascend I often jump over steps, and no step forgives me that.