An artist chooses his subjects: that is the way he praises.

Systems of morals are only a sign-language of the emotions.

Among the wealthy, generosity is often merely a kind of shyness.

Man, full of emptiness and torn apart with homesickness for the desert has had to create from within himself an adventure, a torture-chamber, an unsafe and hazardous wilderness- this fool, this prisoner consumed with longing and despair, became the inventor of 'bad conscience'.

He who climbeth on the highest mountains, laugheth at all tragic plays and tragic realities.

Whoever aims publicly at great things and at length perceives secretly that he is too weak to achieve them, has usually also insufficient strength to renounce his aims publicly, and then inevitably becomes a hypocrite.

Your soul will be dead even before your body: fear nothing further.