Whoever thinks much and to good purpose easily forgets his own experiences, but not the thoughts which these experiences have called forth.

Every extension of knowledge arises from making the conscious the unconscious.

I know my fate. One day my name will be associated with the memory of something tremendous — a crisis without equal on earth, the most profound collision of conscience, a decision that was conjured up against everything that had been believed, demanded, hallowed so far. I am no man, I am dynamite.

Who is better, they who promote truth over happiness, or happiness over truth?

Assuming that rapture is nature's play with man, the Dionysian artist's creative activity is the play with rapture.

The surest sign of the estrangement of the opinions of two persons is when they both say something ironical to each other and neither of them feels the irony.

Here is a hero who did nothing but shake the tree as soon as the fruit was ripe. Does this seem to be too small a thing to you? Then take a good look at the tree he shook.