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

Rejoicing in our joy, not suffering over our suffering, makes someone a friend.

Solitude makes us tougher towards ourselves and tenderer towards others. In both ways it improves our character.

In Russia there is an emigration of intelligence: émigrés cross the frontier in order to read and to write good books. But in doing so they contribute to making their fatherland, abandoned by spirit, into the gaping jaws of Asia that would like to swallow our little Europe.

The lonely one offers his hand too quickly to whomever he encounters.

Some men are born posthumously.

Was aus Liebe getan wird, geschieht immer jenseits von Gut und Böse. (What is done out of love always takes place beyond good and evil.)