Our vanity desires that what we do best should be considered what is hardest for us.
In order to acquire intellect one must need it. One loses it when it is no longer necessary.
What is life? A continuous praise and blame.
No artist tolerates reality.
If you buy the why, the how is infinitely bearable
Man is a rope stretched between the animal and the Superman-a rope over an abyss. A dangerous crossing, a dangerous wayfaring, a dangerous looking-back, a dangerous trembling and halting