There are various eyes. Even the Sphinx has eyes: and as a result there are various truths, and as a result there is no truth.

What a person is begins to betray itself when his talent weakens--when he stops showing what he can do. Talent, too, is ornamentation, and ornamentation, too, is a hiding place.

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

This crown to crown the laughing man, this rose-wreath crown: I myself have set this crown upon my head, I myself have pronounced my laughter holy.

In some remote corner of the universe, poured out and glittering among innumerable solar systems, there once was a star on which clever animals invented knowledge.

The same passions in man and woman nonetheless differ in tempo; hence man and woman do not cease misunderstanding one another.

I have not come to know atheism as a result of logical reasoning and still less as an event in my life: in me it is a matter of instinct.