Many find their heart when they have lost their head.

That which intoxicates, the sensually ecstatic, the sudden surprise, the urge to be profoundly stirred at any price -- dreadful tendencies!

Inexperienced girls flatter themselves with the notion that it is in their power to make a man happy.

One does not kill by anger but by laughter.

The sick are the greatest danger for the healthy; it is not from the strongest that harm comes to the strong, but from the weakest.

At the very moment when someone is beginning to take philosophy seriously, the whole world believes the opposite.

One must shed the bad taste of wanting to agree with many. "Good" is no longer good when one's neighbor mouths it. And how should there be a "common good"! The term contradicts itself: whatever can be common always has little value. In the end it must be as it is and always has been: great things remain for the great, abysses for the profound, nuances and shudders for the refined, and, in brief, all that is rare for the rare.