The living is merely a type of what is dead, and a very rare type.
One must need to be strong, otherwise one will never become strong.
No artist will tolerate the world for one second as it is.
The woman and the genius do not work. Up to now, woman has been mankind's supreme luxury. In all those moments when we do our best, we do not work. Work is merely a means to these moments.
In the true man there is a child concealed who wants to play.
The best of all things is something entirely outside your grasp: not to be born, not to be, to be nothing. But the second-best thing for you - is to die soon.