What we do is never understood, but always merely praised or blamed.

If that glad message of your Bible were written in your faces, you would not need to demand belief in the authority of that book in such stiff-necked fashion.

A little poison now and then: that makes for pleasant dreams. And a lot of poison at the end, for a pleasant death.

O my brothers, am I then cruel? But I say: that which is falling should also be pushed!

Childhood and youth are ends in themselves, not stages.

Our shortcomings are the eyes with which we see the ideal.

Man wishes woman to be peaceable, but in fact she is essentially warlike, like the cat.