And I offer you this parable: Not a few who sought to cast out their devil entered into the swine themselves.

Many other such substitutes for war will be discovered, but perhaps precisely thereby it will become more and more obvious that such a highly cultivated and therefore necessarily enfeebled humanity as that of modern Europe not only needs wars, but the greatest and most terrible wars, consequently occasional relapses into barbarism, lest, by the means of culture, it should lose its culture and its very existence.

On the heights it is warmer than people in the valley suppose, especially in winter. The thinker recognizes the full import of this simile.

Our destiny exercises its influence over us even when, as yet, we have not learned its nature: it is our future that lays down the law of our today

No one dies of fatal truths nowadays: there are too many antidotes.

I'm not upset that you lied to me, I'm upset that from now on I can't believe you.

It is however a disgrace to pray! Not for all, but for you, and me, and whoever has his a conscience.