The rising and falling of the scales of pride and humility sustain the brooding mind as well as the alternations of desire and peace of the soul.

When one has a great deal to put into it a day has a hundred pockets.

I do not know what the spirit of a philosopher could more wish to be than a good dancer. For the dance is his ideal, also his fine art, finally also the only kind of piety he knows, his 'divine service.'

The enormous expectation having to do with sexual love and the shame involved in this expectation degrades all a woman's perspectives from the start.

Man is more sensitive to the contempt that others feel towards him than to the contempt that he feels towards himself.

For men are not equal: thus speaks justice.

Verily, I do not want to be like the ropemakers: They drag out their threads and always walk backwards.