In the stream.- Mighty waters draw much stone and rubble along with them; mighty spirits many stupid and bewildered heads.

Thoughts are the shadows of our feelings - always darker, emptier and simpler.

For the woman, the man is a means: the end is always the child.

There is always a certain noise in applause: even in the applause we give ourselves.

Amor Fati – “Love Your Fate”, which is in fact your life.

Every profound spirit needs a mask.

Enjoy life. This is not a dress rehearsal.