The one conclusive argument that has at all times discouraged people from drinking a poison is not that it kills but rather that it tastes bad.

And you tell me, friends, that there is no disputing taste and tasting? But all life is a dispute over taste and tasting!

Clever people are never credited with their follies: what a deprivation of human rights!

Having a talent is not enough: one must also have your permission to have it--right, my friends?

What is the difference between someone who is convinced and one who is deceived? None, if he is well deceived.

At bottom every man knows well enough that he is a unique being, only once on this earth; and by no extraordinary chance will such a marvelously picturesque piece of diversity in unity as he is, ever be put together a second time.

Verily, a polluted stream is man. One must actually be a sea to take in a polluted stream without becoming impure. Behold, I teach you the superman: he is the this sea, in him can your great contempt go under.