Oh, how much is today hidden by science! Oh, how much it is expected to hide!

Books and drafts mean something quite different for different thinkers. One collects in a book the lights he was able to steal and carry home swiftly out of the rays of some insight that suddenly dawned on him, while another thinker offers us nothing but shadows - images in black and grey of what had built up in his soul the day before.

Pity aims just as little at the pleasure of others as malice at the pain of others Per-Se.

He who attains his ideal, precisely thereby surpasses it.

If we have our own why of life, we shall get along with almost any how. Man does not strive for pleasure; only the Englishman does.

Look not into the sun! Even the moon is too bright for your nocturnal eyes!

Every profound spirit needs a mask.