Could truth perhaps be a woman who has reasons for not permitting her reasons to be seen? Could her name perhaps be--to speak Greek--Baubo?... Oh, those Greeks! They understood how to live: to do that it is necessary to stop bravely at the surface, the fold, the skin, to adore the appearance, to believe in forms, in tones, in words, in the whole Olympus of appearance! Those Greeks were superficial--out of profundity!

Happiness is a fata morgana. the only way to not end up unhappy is to not long for happiness.

One has to pay dearly for immortality; one has to die several times while one is still alive.

Nothing on earth consumes a man more quickly than the passion of resentment.

I could dispense with nothing when I created the superman. His seed still carries all your evil and falsehood, your lies and yourignorance.

This verse gets me through each day, what doesn't kill us makes us stronger! I am not afraid of anything because the lord is my shepherd!

A refined soul is distressed to know that someone owes it thanks; a crude soul, to know that it owes someone thanks.