Everything is the same, nothing is worthwhile, the world is senseless, knowledge strangles.

The life of the enemy . Whoever lives for the sake of combating an enemy has an interest in the enemy's staying alive.

It is the powerful who know how to honour, it is their art, their domain for invention.

The wittiest authors evoke a barely perceptible smile.

In morality, man treats himself not as individuum but as dividuum.

At one time or another, almost every politician needs an honest man so badly that, like a ravenous wolf, he breaks into a sheep-fold: not to devour the ram he has stolen, however, but rather to conceal himself behind its wooly back.

One is punished best for one's virtues.