At the bottom of all these noble races the beast of prey, the splendid blond beast, prowling about avidly in search of spoil and victory.

One must renounce the bad taste of wishing to agree with many people.

He who thinks a great deal is not suited to be a party man: he thinks his way through the party and out the other side too soon.

We are praised or blamed, as the one or the other may be expedient, for displaying to advantage our power of discernment.

The man who meets with a failure attributes this failure rather to the ill will of another than to fate.

The bite of conscience, like the bite of a dog into a stone, is a stupidity.

And it is the great noon when man stands at the midpoint of his course between beast and superman and celebrates his way to the evening as his highest hope: for it is the way to a new morning.