Many a peacock hides his peacock tail from all eyes--and calls it his pride.

Every master has but one disciple, and that one becomes unfaithful to him, for he too is destined for master-ship.

Men should learn to live with the same seriousness with which children play.

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

"God", "the immortality of the soul", "salvation", "the beyond"-even as a child I had no time for such notions, I do not waste any time upon them-maybe I was never childish enough for that?

Certitude drives people mad.

My abyss speaks, I have turned my ultimate depth inside out into the light.