Not joy is the mother of dissipation, but joylessness.

Oh great star! What would your happiness be if you did not have us to shine for?

The great poet draws his creations only from out of his own reality.

For this remains as I have already pointed out the essential difference between the two religions of decadence : Buddhism promises nothing, but actually fulfils; Christianity promises everything, but fulfils nothing.

A sedentary life is the real sin against the Holy Spirit. Only those thoughts that come by walking have any value.

Before the effect one believes in different causes than one does after the effect.

Nobody can build the bridge for you to walk across the river of life, no one but you yourself alone. There are, to be sure, countless paths and bridges and demi-gods which would carry you across this river; but only at the cost of yourself; you would pawn yourself and lose. There is in the world only one way, on which nobody can go, except you: where does it lead? Do not ask, go along with it.