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.

For what purpose humanity is there should not even concern us: why you are here, that you should ask yourself: and if you have no ready answer, then set for yourself goals, high and noble goals, and perish in pursuit of them!

We should turn our death into a celebration, even if only out of a malice towards life: towards the woman who wants to leave--us!

You say a good cause justifies any war; but I say a good war justifies any cause.

For the woman, the man is a means: the end is always the child.

Only great pain is, as the teacher of great suspicion, the ultimate liberator of the spirit...I doubt whether such pain improves us-but I do know it deepens us.

Women want to serve, and this is where their happiness lies: but the free spirit does not want to be served, and this is where hishappiness lies.