Lift up your hearts, my brothers, high, higher! And don't forget about your legs either! Lift up your legs as well, you good dancers, and better yet--stand also on your heads!

The poison by which the weaker nature is destroyed is strengthening to the strong individual and he does not call it poison.

Life, and you, and I, and all of us together became for a while interesing to ourselves once more.

When we cannot stand certain people, we try to have suspicions about them.

We should not talk about our friends: otherwise we will talk away the feeling of friendship.

We are franker towards others than towards ourselves.

There is nothing that has caused me to meditate more on Plato's secrecy and sphinx-like nature, than the happily preserved petit fait that under the pillow of his death-bed there was found no 'Bible,' nor anything Egyptian, Pythagorean, or Platonic - but a book of Aristophanes. How could even Plato have endured life - a Greek life which he repudiated - without an Aristophanes!