As soon as we are shown the existence of something old in a new thing, we are pacified.

Posthumous men-myself, for example-are not as well understood as timely ones, but we are listened to better. More precisely: we are never understood-hence our authority.

Love brings to light the lofty and hidden characteristics of the lover--what is rare and exceptional in him: to that extent it caneasily be deceptive with respect to what is normal in him.

God is a thought who makes crooked all that is straight.

When we have a great goal we are superior even to justice, not merely to our deeds and our judges.

Life without music is only error, exhaustion, exile... Indeed, there is nothing that concerns me more than the fate of music.

And he who must be a creator in good and evil: verily, he must be an annihilator first and demolish values.