When anyone apologizes to us he has to do it very expertly: otherwise we might easily come to see ourselves as the guilty party and experience unpleasant feelings.

We talk about taking "pleasure in a thing": but in truth it is pleasure in ourselves, mediated by a thing.

I know my fate. One day my name will be tied to the memory of something monstrous - a crisis without equal on earth.... I am no man, I am dynamite!

All great things must first wear terrifying and monstrous masks, in order to inscribe themselves on the hearts of humanity.

Loving and perishing: it's been a rhyme all these eternities. The will to love: that is, also being willing to die.

Not infrequently, we encounter copies of important human beings; and here, too, as in the case of paintings, most people prefer the copies to the originals.

Will, pure will, without the troubles and complexities of intellect - how happy! how free!