Man demands truth and fulfills this demand in moral intercourse with other men; this is the basis of all social life. One anticipates the unpleasant consequences of reciprocal lying. From this there arises the duty of truth. We permit epic poets to lie because we expect no detrimental consequences in this case. Thus the lie is permitted where it is considered something pleasant. Assuming that it does no harm, the lie is beautiful and charming.

The man of knowledge must be able not only to love his enemies but also to hate his friends.

What? You seek something? You wish to multiply yourself tenfold, a hundredfold? You seek followers? Seek zeros!

Every society has a tendency to reduce it's opponents to caricatures.

And nobody lies as much as the indignant do.

Our writing equipment takes part in forming our thoughts.

Reality is captured in the categorical nets of Language only at the expense of fatal distortion.