Hope, in its stronger forms, is a great deal more powerful stimulans to life than any sort of realized joy can ever be. Man must be sustained in suffering by a hope so high that no conflict with actuality can dash it - so high, indeed, that no fulfilment can satisfy it: a hope reaching out beyond this world.

Are you one who looks on? or lends a hand? - or who looks away, sidles off?...Third question for the conscience.

The wisest man would be the one richest in contradictions, who has, as it were, antennae for all types of men---as well as his great moments of grand harmony---a rare accident even in us! A sort of planetary motion---

We ought to learn from the kine one thing: ruminating.

I teach you the Overman. Man is something that shall be overcome. What have you done to overcome him? ... The time has come for man to set himself a goal. The time has come to plant the seed to his highest hope.

I have forgotten my umbrella.

Beware in the presence of cats: they never give, they do not even retaliate--they only reply, and purr in doing so.