Where the past is venerated the clean and those who clean things up should be kept out. Piety is never happy without a little dust, dirt, and rubbish.

What do we have in common with the rosebud, which trembles because a drop of dew lies on its body?

People press toward the light not in order to see better but in order to shine better.--We are happy to regard the one before whomwe shine as light.

Only with the ultimate knowledge of all things will man have come to know himself. For things are but the boundaries of man.

But he who is hated by the people, as the wolf by the dogs - is the free spirit, the enemy of fetters, the non-adorer, the dweller in the woods.

A joke is an epigram on the death of a feeling.

When you stare into an abyss for a long time, the abyss also stares into you.