Danger alone acquaints us with our own resources, our virtues, our armor and weapons, our spirit, and forces us to be strong.

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

Christians call it faith ... I call it the herd.

Who is better, they who promote truth over happiness, or happiness over truth?

It is impossible to suffer without making someone pay for it; every complaint already contains revenge.

We attack not only to hurt someone, to defeat him, but perhaps also simply to become conscious of our own strength.

My abyss speaks, I have turned my ultimate depth inside out into the light.