What is the greatest thing ye can experience? It is the hour of great contempt. The hour in which even your happiness becometh loathsome unto you, and so also your reason and virtue.

The patient. The pine tree seems to listen, the fir tree to wait: and both without impatience: - they give no thought to the little people beneath them devoured by their impatience and their curiosity.

Love matches, so called, have illusion for their father and need for their mother.

In what does the objective measure of value lie? In the quantum of enhanced and organized power alone, in accordance with what occurs in all occurrence, a will to increase.

Many people wait throughout their whole lives for the chance to be good in their own fashion.

A soul which knows that it is loved, but does not itself love, betrays its sediment: its dregs come up.

But every soil becomes finally exhausted, and the ploughshare of evil must always come once more.