Our vanity is hardest to wound precisely when our pride has just been wounded.

We feign pity when we want to demonstrate our ascendancy over feelings of hostility: but usually in vain. Whenever we notice this,there is an accompanying surge in those hostile sensations.

My formula for happiness: a Yes, a No, a straight line, a goal.

Enjoying praise is in some people merely a civility of the heart--and just the opposite of a vanity of the spirit.

History is nothing more than the belief in the senses, the belief in falsehood.

There are no moral phenomena at all, but only a moral interpretation of phenomena.

What? You seek something? You wish to multiply yourself tenfold, a hundredfold? You seek followers? Seek zeros!