The wheel and the brake have different duties, but also one in common: to hurt one another.

When a hundred men stand together, each of them loses his mind and gets another one.

Memory says, 'I did that.' Pride replies, 'I could not have done that.' Eventually, memory yields.

He who cannot give anything away cannot feel anything either.

No honey is sweeter than that of knowledge.

The hour when you say, "What does my happiness matter? It is poverty and filth, and a wretched complacency. Yet my happiness should justify existence itself!

I love him who laboureth and inventeth, that he may build the house for the Superman, and prepare for him earth, animal, and plant: for thus seeketh he his own down-going.