And as long as you are in any way ashamed before yourself, you do not yet belong with us.

Lust and self-mutilation are closely related impulses. There are also self-mutilators among knowers: they do not want to be creators under any circumstances.

I notice that Autumn is more the season of the soul than of nature.

All isolation is wrong so say the herd. And long didst thou belong to the herd.

People who wish to numb our caution in dealing with them by means of flattery are employing a dangerous expedient, like a sleeping draught, which, if it does not put us to sleep, keeps us all the more awake.

People who feel insecure in social situations never miss a chance to exhibit their dominance over close, submissive friends, whomthey put down publicly, in front of everyone--by teasing, for example.

Man alone resists the direction of gravitation: he constantly wants to fall--upwards.