i have never pondered over questions that are not questions.

However much we may feel for the misery of someone close to us, we always act with some artificiality in their presence. We hold-back from telling them everything we think, often because we do not genuinely mean what we say; or because we take a pleasure in their plight, thankful that we are not affected.

One who has a why can endure anyhow.

We must understand how to hide in darkness in order to escape the gnat-swarms of utterly annoying admirers.

There are no moral phenomena at all, but only a moral interpretation of phenomena.

The greatest giver of alms is cowardice.

In music the passions enjoy themselves.