On the tree, Future, we build our nest; and in our solitude eagles shall bring us nourishment in their beaks!

At heart I am a warrior.

The deeper minds of all ages have had pity for animals.

Did you ever say yes to a pleasure? oh my friends, then you also said yes to all pain. all things are linked, entwined, in love with one another.

The state lies in all languages of good and evil; and whatever it says, it lies-and whatever it has, it has stolen.

Natural death is independent of all reason and is really an irrational death, in which the pitiable substance of the shell determines how long the kernel is to exist or not; in which, accordingly, the stunted, diseased and dull witted jailer is lord, and indicates the moment at which his distinguished prisoner shall die.

Invisible threads are the strongest ties.