On the heights it is warmer than people in the valley suppose, especially in winter. The thinker recognizes the full import of this simile.

Here one must think profoundly to the very basis and resist all sentimental weakness: life itself is essentially appropriation, injury, conquest of the strange and weak, suppression, severity, obtrusion of peculiar forms, incorporation, and at the least, putting it mildest, exploitation - but why should one for ever use precisely these words on which for ages a disparaging purpose has been stamped?

Truths are illlusions which we have forgotten are illusions.

Whatever is gold does not glitter. A gentle radiance belongs to the noblest metal.

You must await your thirst and allow it to become complete: otherwise you will never discover your spring, which can never be anyone else's!

Precisely this is godliness--that there are gods, but no God.

That is an artist as I would have an artist be, modest in his needs: he really wants only two things, his bread and his art--panemet Circen.