Love and hatred are not blind, but are blinded by the fire they bear within themselves.

I love him who maketh his virtue his inclination and destiny: thus, for the sake of his virtue, he is willing to live on, or live no more.

You have not yet suffered enough! For you suffer only from yourselves, you have not yet suffered from man.

Success has always been the greatest liar - and the "work" itself is a success; the great statesman, the conqueror, the discoverer is disguised by his creations, often beyond recognition; the "work," whether of the artist or the philosopher, invents the man who has created it, who is supposed to have create it; "great men," as they are venerated, are subsequent pieces of wretched minor fiction

Not their love of humanity, but the impotence of their love, prevents the Christians of today - burning us.

There are ages in which the rational man and the intuitive man stand side by side, the one in fear of intuition, the other with scorn for abstraction. The latter is just as irrational as the former is inartistic.

He who is not a bird should not build his nest over abysses.