What the sense feeleth, what the spirit discerneth, hath never its end in itself. But sense and spirit would fain persuade thee that they are the end of all things: so vain are they.

The idealist is incorrigible: if he is thrown out of his heaven he makes an ideal of his hell.

You must be born for your physician, otherwise you are bound to perish because of your physician.

For this remains as I have already pointed out the essential difference between the two religions of decadence : Buddhism promises nothing, but actually fulfils; Christianity promises everything, but fulfils nothing.

What we do in dreams we also do when we are awake: we invent and fabricate the person with whom we associate - and immediately forget we have done so.

Spiritual strength and passion, when accompanied by bad manners, only provoke loathing.

It is only possible through the fact that sympathy for the general life and suffering of mankind is very weakly developed in the individual.