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

I would believe only in a God that knows how to Dance.

Some die too young, some die too old; the precept sounds strange, but die at the right age.

The greatest progress that the human race has made lies in learning how to make correct inferences.

Forgetting: that is a divine capacity. And whoever aspires to the heights and wants to fly must cast off much that is heavy and make himself light--I call it a divine capacity for lightness.

Discontent is the seed of ethics.

Follow in the footsteps of your fathers' virtue! How could you hope to climb high unless your fathers' will climbs with you?